The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

Chapter 59: Find Shanty

“Mister Morgan, this is Doctor Shant from the Warlington Hospital. She would be happy to share the facility’s achievements when it comes to chest surgeries,” Keith proudly introduced Shantelle to Warlington’s mayor, Frank Morgan.

Frank Morgan was a young mayor. He took the seat at thirty-five while still unmarried.

He was as tall as Keith, but his features were

like that of Evan; dark hair and brown eyes.

Only that the mayor was more slender.

“Your’re, Doctor Shant?” The Mayor asked with a frown. He appeared to be stupefied at learning of Shantelle’s identity.

“Yes, Mayor, I am. Doctor Shantelle Scott. Doctor Shant for short,” Shantelle replied, but she felt awkward at how Frank Morgan was studying her closely.

“I guess Do

Shant is more famous than I

thought,” Keith tried to break off the

mayor’s odd staring by voicing out, and it worked. The mayor blinked and leaned back.

“I’m sorry. I – I had the impression that you were a man,” Frank replied. He smiled, but it looked more like an obligation. He said, “It’s

nice to meet you, Doctor Shant. I did not

realize that the famous doctor in town was

so beautiful.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, Mayor,” Shantelle

replied, feeling her ears burn. It wasn’t every day that you got a compliment from the town’s mayor. “I understand you wish to invest in a medical facility this time?”

“Well, yes. Recently, due to -” He paused, saying, “A friend’s medical condition, I have become interested in the medical field. I

want to invest in a hospital that focuses on heart treatment.”

“Heart treatment is, in fact, Warlington Hospital’s specialty,” Shantelle claimed. She was about to say more when the mayor cut her off.

“Excuse me, I need to speak to someone,” Frank said. He smiled at Shanty, saying, “I will be back. I promise.” The mayor then

disappeared into the crowd and went out the

door.

“That went well,” Shantelle remarked, pouting her lips.

“Don’t worry. You’ll get another chance,”

Keith said.

Indeed, Shantelle got another chance to speak to the mayor. When he returned, Frank Morgan asked Shantelle to join him in a private room next to the convention hall. It

was in that room where Shantelle found the opportunity to list all of Warlington’s achievements.

your achievements, Doctor Shant.” Frank Morgan smiled. He remarked,

just that, recently, more and more heart

replied.

you are the only surgeon in Warlington Hospital that

a heart transplant?” The

who has led a heart transplant,’ Shantelle confidently answered. “However, two of our other surgeons have assisted in the same type of procedure. With guidance, they

transplant.”

nodded, saying, “Very well. I’m glad to know others can perform such a complex surgery.

discussing business, the mayor suddenly asked,

used

hear that.

mayor remarked. “Maybe, we will meet again, Doctor Shant. If the opportunity allows it, I would like to take you out for dinner, just the

froze. The mayor

Of course,

doctors at the hospital, but this was coming

don’t know about that, mayor,” she shyly replied. “I have a son.

and I –

doesn’t bother me. I

paused, noticing his phone ringing. He directed his gaze back to Shantelle, saying, “I’m

may return to the

Shant.”

course,” Shantelle quickly

She smiled one

the door and then stepped

the door close, she

on the phone. “The plans have changed, and that’s

listen to me -”

felt guilty altogether for having heard a portion of Frank’s call. She then looked to the far front and saw Keith waiting for her, his back

she was invited to was at the

walk about twenty meters to reach where Keith was standing. Shantelle had already taken several steps when she suddenly felt an arm around her waist, a hand covering her mouth with

cloth.

She saw the

into her eyes, but the same woman averted her gaze as if nothing had happened. ‘Did she not

a door and thrown onto the floor. She felt dizzy, but

glimpse of the man

It was Peter Haris.

shut and was locked

from the outside.

***

was

the convention center. There were no smoking areas at the event, and he used

heard his wife call, knocking vigorously against the bathroom door. The man carelessly threw the cigar in the trash bin full of tissues. He

his cigar lit up the trash, and the fire slowly spread from the male’s bathroom and through the other rooms

residence, Evan was

a bull’s intestines. His face was red, and he swore

Scott would not let him

deep breaths, watching himself in the mirror, when William frantically called for him. “Evan! Evan! Something has happened to

rushed

picture message.

Shantelle lying

unconscious on the floor