Chapter 243 Stanley’s Finger Moved

The moment the ringtone sounded, her heart twisted into a knot again-desiring to know about his condition, yet fearing it might be bad news. Her inner tension, conflict, and unease were overwhelming.

“Hello.” As the ringing ended, Taylor’s familiar voice came through. “This is Taylor Cohen. How can I help you?”

“It’s me,” Melinda spoke softly. “How is he?”

“Master?” He sounded surprised. “Is this your number?”

“No.” Her eyes welled up with tears, and she tried to remain calm. “This is Mervin’s phone. Please tell me, how is he now? What is the specific situation? Has he escaped from death’s door?”

“He has, but he hasn’t woken up yet,” he told her honestly. “We don’t know when he will either. There’s a possibility he’ll fall into a coma, or he may wake up someday shortly.” His words lacked certainty.

Tears rolled down, and Melinda felt a burning pain engulfing her. A trace of sorrow flickered in her eyes. “You’ll find a way to wake him up, won’t you? You will try your best, right?”

her hopes on her

anxiety. “He’s a genius, a legend in the business world. If he falls into a

as well. “I will do my best, but many things don’t always play out well no matter

the phone, tears streaming down like rain. Even breathing felt

her emotions. “Where are you? Has

answer him. She sadly hung up the phone and slowly took it away from her car. For a brief moment, she felt the air filled with shards of glass, each breath stabbing her lungs. Coma He might just

reality that she could not accept, no

blamed herself for a long time. She flipped through the photo album repeatedly, caressing the image of his

night, she could

photo album in her arms, and her tears could not stop like

a bottle of whiskey in his hand, still

everything?What’s the big deal about

glistened in Mervin’s eyes, his expression extremely solemn. Deep

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