The hospital corridor was silent early in the morning, while the lights in the operating room had been on for ten hours.

Justin's lean figure sat unmovingly on the long bench. He had a calm expression, but his heavy gaze and bulging veins on his arms revealed his nervousness.

However, the people more nervous than him were the Jones siblings sitting opposite him, Coral and Jerell.

Jerell still did not know that his sister was suffering in the Iverson family. He was in disbelief that the people who ultimately stepped in to save his father were not the Iversons, whom they had always relied on, but Bella Thompson.

After half an hour, the lights went out.

The siblings grasped each other's hand tightly, and Justin stood up.

When the door opened, Bella walked out of the operation room, dressed in green surgical robes, looking exhausted.

by the mask, only revealing her clear,

suddenly pounded

did not notice anything usually, but when Bella wore a mask, why was she so similar to Little Dove, who fought alongside him on

how could it

family's precious jewel. How could she appear on Kridor's battlefield and coincidentally

each other, and he told her

one-in-a-million chance, could Bella be the Little Dove, the one he had been searching

hands trembled

fists, the air he breathed into his lungs turning into invisible blades that stirred through

dared not make the assumption. A bitter lump formed in his throat. Just the slightest thought pulled

"Ms. Bella, my father..."

filled with anxiety but

off

"The surgery was very successful, and the

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