The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 627

Raymond's vision went black. His entire body began to tremble violently.

It felt as if something had lodged in his throat. He paused, struggling to steady his voice. "Doctor... My daughter's going to be all right, isn't she?"

He forced each word out, each syllable tearing at his heart.

He stared at the doctor in the white coat, refusing to accept what was happening.

Hilda arrived just in time to catch the doctor's words. Her legs buckled, and she nearly collapsed to the floor.

Monica and Wade rushed over, supporting her on either side.

Once she managed to stand, Hilda took a shaky breath. Her eyes were sharp, almost piercing, as she fixed the male doctor with her gaze. "Mourn? Mourn for what? I don't understand."

Both Raymond and Hilda stared at the doctor, their eyes heavy with dread, leaving him at a complete loss.

Citrine wasn't just the chairwoman of their research center-she was its brightest mind. Delivering this news, the doctor's own heart ached.

He let out a long, weary sigh and gently patted Raymond's shoulder. His voice was low and rough. "President Carmichael, we did everything we could. I'm truly sorry for your loss."

With that, the doctor, eyes glistening red, turned and left the hallway as if he couldn't bear another second.

assistant lingered for a moment, glancing nervously at the crowd outside the emergency room.

both the Carmichaels and the

was a blank void, a searing pain radiating from his heart and

move, he was

figure on the bed, pulled tight from head to toe, not even a

made Raymond falter. He caught himself against

approached, hands shaking, and lifted

face drained of all color,

He

with grief, and his voice came

just sleeping. Don't

voice trembled

clung to his daughter's cold hand, trying

the girl on the hospital bed remained utterly

was overwhelmed by

her daughter was gone, fainted on the

blame for everything, clearing Theo's name

found

Kali Glenwood and Quentin

ran to

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