The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 265

When the surgery officially began, Citrine entered the operating room alongside Dr. Parrish and the other doctors.

Inside, Citrine took on the role of overseeing and guiding the procedure, while Dr. Parrish handled the main surgical work. The rest of the medical team followed their lead with full cooperation.

Under Citrine's calm direction, the operation skillfully avoided every potential risk. Five hours later, the surgery concluded with complete success.

Once the anesthesia wore off, Manley regained full consciousness.

As soon as the nurses saw he was awake, they called for Dr. Parrish, the lead surgeon.

Dr. Parrish entered the recovery room with Patten at his side.

"Dean Reed, Dr. Parrish." Manley greeted them politely as they came in.

Dr. Parrish smiled warmly. "Mr. Carmichael, congratulations. The surgery went exceptionally well. Once your incision heals, and after three months of physical therapy, you'll be able to stand on your own again."

Hearing these words, a bright light flickered in Manley's eyes. A wave of joy washed over him, almost overwhelming in its intensity.

the two men, his voice serious. "Where's

under partial anesthesia-he hadn't been completely unconscious. He vividly remembered the image of Citrine calmly giving instructions to the surgical team, her voice steady and precise. Alongside his surprise, pride

no easy thing for anyone, yet Manley had placed his faith in her without hesitation, never

smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. She's fine-just exhausted.

then did Manley finally

softened a little, his expression

admiration in his

nodded, a faint smile crossing his lips.

could say more, Patten continued, "Honestly, it was thanks to Citrine offering to oversee the procedure in person that everything went so smoothly. Otherwise, there might

how much Manley knew about Citrine's

met Patten, he'd suspected there was more to his niece than met

was a respect in both his words and his

couldn't help but wonder if Citrine's identity was

didn't press the issue. Whatever secrets she had were hers to share-or

grown colder, and everyone had begun bundling

month, an announcement appeared online: