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

Chapter 1308

Outside the hospital room, Adler and Atlas turned their anxious eyes towards the door as it creaked open. Dr. Ray stepped out, looking a bit out of it, pushing a hospital bed draped in a spotless white sheet, hiding whoever lay beneath.

Atlas's heart sank at the sight of all that white, his eyes narrowing in disbelief as anger welled up inside him. No, this can't be real. Mr. Nick can't just be gone. This has to be some kind of sick joke.

Atlas stood there, fists clenched so tight he was almost drawing blood. Beside him, Adler felt the weight of the moment, even though he had braced himself for it. It was still a punch to the gut. He looked away, gently squeezing Atlas's shoulder.

As Dr. Ray approached with the bed, Adler rasped out, "I'm sorry for your loss."

The words hit Atlas like a ton of bricks, making him stumble back. He fought against believing it, but Dr. Ray's expression left little room for doubt.

Adler managed a pained smile, apologizing again, "I wish it wasn't true, but... we have to accept it."

Just then, Dr. Ray seemed to snap out of his own fog, looking up at Adler with confusion, "Why the condolences? The patient is still alive."

trust his ears. They both stood there, frozen in shock, unable to speak

a quick glance

later, Atlas found his voice and turned to look at Dr. Ray's retreating figure. "Did he just say the

seems like

Miss Mira here, there was no way Mr. Nick

Atlas hurried

first arrived at the hospital. There had been no pulse, and now somehow, Nick was revived. Maybe it was

dwell on it. The

room, looking as pale as a ghost, almost

asked,

head. The effort of saving Nick had