Chapter 117

Ricky addressed Irene as ‘Sis’ the instant he stepped through the front door, but Irene remained impassive, and was certainly unaffected by that title.

“Why did you want to see me?”

“You’re a doctor, aren’t you? You must know people,” Ricky said tearfully. “You have to ask them to help Dad. His condition is very serious, and he won’t survive for long if he doesn’t get surgery.”

The usually haughty boy appeared despondent, just as Irene stiffened.

She had a hunch, but it still struck her like a truck to find out that it was reality.

“What did his doctor say? What’s his condition?” she asked quietly.

“Malignant brain cancer. It’s metastasized to his lungs,” Ricky replied.

Irene was stunned. “W-What?”

“You have to get him the best doctors, Sis. There might still be hope,” Ricky cried anxiously.

Irene, however, knew that the cancer had advanced to a very late stage if it had actually begun to metastasize, and not even surgery could help much.

As she became silent, Ricky demanded, “What, are you going to do nothing?’

time to calm down. “Go

thought that her reaction meant she was still holding a grudge against Lionel, and therefore

father. He’s sick and almost dying now-are you so cold that you won’t

take me for, some sort

“You heartless

be my own issue.

because you’re an ingrate! You won’t be here if

forget that he was here, yelling at Irene

a quick gesture, his men dragged Ricky out of the mansion, and Irene did not stop

once he was out of sight, she grimaced

much spite she felt toward Lionel, her heart still ached

was acquainted with, but eventually hung up because the other person did

help?” Isaac asked

shook her

for help on her own, and certainly did not want to

to hold back,” Isaac said. “If you need help, you

at him then, emotional

for him when he

therefore had feelings. Lowering her gaze, she said, “Thank

have to thank me,”

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