The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 23 The Two of Them Felt a Spark

As he stepped into the elevator, the air around him grew icy cold.

When he didn’t make eye contact, he appeared calm and composed. But when he did, he exuded danger and allure.

“Speak up,” he demanded.

Victor wiped his cold sweat and said, “Mr. Yarwood, rest assured. Dr. Gibson is a specialist in this field in our hospital. With her treating Mr. Quinnell Senior, everything should be fine!”

If not Dalton Yarwood, the head of the Yarwood family, then who else could be causing such fear among prominent individuals?

Dalton turned the beaded bracelet on his wrist, his eyes slightly raised. “The news I received doesn’t match.”

“Mr. Yarwood, we really didn’t lie to you,” Jeremy stuttered. “Even if we had the courage, we wouldn’t dare delay Mr. Quinnell Senior’s treatment. He’s from the Quinnell family!”

Dalton remained quiet. He just stood and waited for the elevator to reach the 6th floor.

The more he acted like that, the more intimidating he became.

Victor’s legs were beginning to feel weak. Finally, they reached the 6th floor, and Dalton let them exit first!

understood. He didn’t want to

nobody could tell them why Hilda was in the observation

halted his steps, his gaze falling on the attending physician collecting needles in the emergency room. With a cold tone, he asked, “Wasn’t Dr. Gibson supposed to be performing the surgery? Then,

medical mask and cap. She swiftly and accurately collected needles. Despite her skilled and professional technique, the youthfulness in her

wiped his sweat, almost frightened out of his wits, unable to come

who was standing in the observation room. His voice trembled as he explained, “Dr. Gibson,

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sight of Victor. Then, she said, “Mr. Lopez, I was just about to report this to you. Dr. Lopez has been too audacious. The patient’s family member hasn’t even signed

point, Victor didn’t want to hear any more excuses. He knew Mr. Yarwood was watching, so he couldn’t help but shout, “I’m asking you

it’s just a normal patient. Do I need to personally attend to it?” Hilda didn’t care, almost wearing disdain on her

patient? Hilda Gibson, are you out of

Quinnell family in

Hilda thought about it, everything blurred before her eyes, and

this possible… How is this

not possible? Y–You! You

save an

this, Hilda regretted