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.

at the crowd outside the emergency room.

the life drained from both

void, a searing

he was

the bed, pulled tight from head to toe, not

caught

approached, hands shaking, and lifted the

it, his daughter's eyes were closed, her face drained of all color, as if every trace

body shook. He

and his voice came

sleeping. Don't sleep anymore,

trembled with

clung to his daughter's cold hand, trying in vain

times Raymond begged, the

family was

truth that her daughter was gone, fainted on the

Talbot took the blame for everything, clearing Theo's name completely. That

was found innocent and

Glenwood and Quentin Aldridge were

She ran

usually all