The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1207

Austin wiped his face, feeling the weight of it all. What was the use of living another five or six years if you couldn't speak or act freely? It felt pointless.

Conrad, not really noticing Austin's expression, asked again, "Was it your niece who helped Donald recover?"

Austin had already mentioned that the miracle worker was his niece, someone he had never actually met. Pulling himself back to the conversation, Austin offered a wry smile and shook his head. "No, it's a bit embarrassing for the family, honestly. She refused to help her own grandfather."

Conrad raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised, but he didn't dwell on it. "Are there any other doctors in Riverdale who could have treated Donald?"

Austin looked up, managing a weary smile. "No, Donald got through it on his own."

Conrad found it hard to believe that Donald, given his condition, had survived without assistance. But seeing Austin's serious look, he remarked, "Well, in that case, it's nothing short of a medical miracle."

without such 'miracles'. Donald's situation only gave the other

senior family member. With a slight frown, he excused himself from Conrad and stepped out of the

Ending the call quickly, he phoned his assistant. "What's going on? Why are several of our

got people looking into it, but we don't have answers yet. The factories are shut down, and we can't ship out

"I'll see if I can pull

contacts in official positions, but the news wasn't promising. Someone was deliberately

Austin thought of the Blake family and

dealing with her own issues, snapped, "Sort it out yourself,

family. This should be a minor issue for the Blake

said, not wanting

dial tone, Austin cursed under his breath. The factory shutdowns and delivery failures were