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."

'miracles'. Donald's situation

at the screen, noticing it was a call from a senior family member. With a slight frown, he excused himself

quickly, he phoned his assistant. "What's going on? Why are several

don't have answers yet. The factories are shut down, and we can't ship out products. If we

tightly, Austin said, "I'll see if I can pull

hanging up, he called a few of his contacts in official positions, but the news wasn't promising. Someone

frustration, Austin thought of the Blake

"Sort it out yourself, Austin. Rorie's not going

be a minor issue for the Blake

issues between us. Just find another way," Kitty said, not wanting to admit to any marital problems, and

and delivery failures were more than just minor setbacks.