Chapter 1273 Nicole’s Death

Roxanna bit down hard on her lips as her tears began flowing freely. She gazed at the crimson stains on her palms, her heart heavy with helplessness, as she squatted on the cold floor.

Sob—Sob—Sob

Muffled sobs emanated from the surgery room, a testament to the heart-wrenching scene.

Meanwhile, Chloe's demeanor remained composed. She carefully set the surgical instruments on the adjacent table, her movements fluid and controlled. Her gaze lingered on the figure lying on the operating table. With a determined blink, her bloodshot eyes revealed the depth of her pain. "Nicole Anderson. Time of death: 3.03.28AM, on 20th March 2022, due to failure of all medical rescue procedures." She gnashed her teeth, attempting to stave off her own tears as she enunciated each word with heavy grief.

"No!" Roxanna suddenly raised her head, a piercing scream escaping her lips as if she could reach the heavens with her agony. Just one more day, and perhaps Nicole could have held on. Why couldn't fate grant her that one more day? "It's all my fault. If I had visited her sooner, I might have caught something amiss. Then, she might have recovered just from taking your tonic, right?" She darted around the surgical table like a madwoman and seized Chloe's arms, shaking her repeatedly.

with mist, Chloe's eyes, swollen and red, finally succumbed to the torrent of emotion. The ache in her heart grew unbearable, and her tears flowed freely. The reality before them was stark, and she had no choice but to accept it. Then, she struggled to regain her composure and spoke with deliberate care through her sobs. "Roxanna, we must let Nicole

Roxanna continued to shake her head, her words

body to preserve it so that Mr. Lloyd can take a look once he arrives. Then, we'll come up with a plan of action." Chloe took a deep breath, and once she finished speaking, she turned the air conditioning to full blast

a seething hatred. She had suspected Evelyn's involvement in the voodoo bug from the beginning; now,

she went about her

in the kitchen after you finish, and someone will

she caressed her belly, listened to the servant's voice, her smile soured, and

they ensured she received three meals daily and met her basic needs, their concern didn't extend beyond that. Hence, these servants

almost unrealistic. Nevertheless, she scoffed at this notion, as at least a caged bird

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