Chapter 173

Lucas held the envelope in his hands and glanced at the courier label, noting that it was sent two months ago. As he turned the envelope, he noticed something small inside it. It seemed there was something else hidden within it.

His gaze flickered for a moment, and he considered calling Evelyn.

Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and Tiffany rushed in with red eyes. "Lucas, please come with me to the hospital. My mom's in a coma..."

Lucas' expression immediately hardened, and his fingers tightened around the envelope. "Let's go."

Tiffany hurriedly headed toward the door.

Lucas glanced down at the envelope and then made a quick decision. He walked downstairs while holding it.

When Michael returned, he bumped into Lucas and Tiffany as they were heading down. Lucas coldly instructed, "Bring the car here, we're going to the hospital." Michael noticed the envelope in Lucas' hand and immediately recognized it. "Understood," Michael replied.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Tiffany rushed upstairs without wasting a moment.

Lucas glanced at her retreating figure, then turned to Michael and handed him the envelope. "Take this and all the items in my office's cabinet. Send them over to my marital home and have Maggie place them in my study. I'll head over tomorrow."

Michael was confused. He didn't understand why Lucas suddenly seemed so concerned about these things, but he nodded and replied, "Understood, Mr. Grant."

the elevator, he took out his phone and briefly checked the screen. His steps slowed for a

the night on

in and out of a half-conscious, hazy state. For some reason, she felt an unsettling sense

Even without that phone call, she knew that Lucas wouldn't

replied to her message. She didn't know if he had seen it, but she assumed

slowly got up. Feeling a bit better, she went to the bathroom

message from the hospital. It was information regarding the queue

eyes welled up with tears. Finally, something to be happy

waste any time and rushed to the hospital. As the most reputable private hospital in Clementon,

she rushed to confirm the liver donor and spoke with the relevant

hesitated before looking at her. "Are you sure the appointment is for the

message clearly stated

The slot for Leonard has been pushed back a week. The slot in two weeks

sank. "That's not possible. You

before she could show it, another senior nurse, Wendy Turner, appeared. She pulled the nurse aside with a subtle expression. "Sorry, but this is what it is. The next available slot is not

public relations and was well-versed in the ways of

clearly an issue. Something shady

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