The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

After she met with Sean, Zlana began investigating Mr. Halley. She dialed the phone number obtained from Sean. Initially, his phone was powered off. Later, it turned into a dead number.

Using hacking techniques to trace the number’s owner, she discovered it belonged to someone long deceased, with rumors that it had been purchased by another individual.

As for the buyer’s identity, there was no way to determine it.

This frustrated Ziana. Her growing concern was compounded by the fact that Boris had yet to regain consciousness.

Seven days had passed since the surgery.

During that time, she visited him in the hospital every day, hoping to find him awake.

As the days wore on without any sign of him stirring, everyone grew increasingly anxious.

When Ziana came on the eighth day, the attending doctor invited her to the office.

“Ms. Ava,” he said cautiously, his face etched with concern, “it’s not that I doubt your abilities, but Mr. Lewis still hasn’t awakened. It’s been eight days. Why hasn’t he come around yet?”

Ziana replied calmly, “It’s less than half a month and within the realm of normalcy. Just be patient.”

Her words provided the attending physician with a sense of reassurance.

“Alright, we’ll wait a bit longer.” He exhaled in relief. “Is the liquid administered to him the one. you prescribed?”.

Ziana pondered for a moment, reviewed the list of liquids she had prescribed, and eventually altered two of the medications. She said, “From today onwards, follow the revised prescription.”

The doctor took it, examined it, and looked up at her, his eyes filled with admiration.

The two modified doses might not have seemed particularly noteworthy, but they were remarkably well-suited when combined with the other medications.

The doctor couldn’t help but praise her. “Ms. Ava, may I study this prescription?”

Ziana pursed her lips. “Feel free to examine it. If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask me.”

She exited the office, finding the typically quiet corridor was now bustling with uncharacteristic noise.

“Biber, you’re finally back! If you hadn’t returned, I wouldn’t have known what to do!”

tall and

who stood beside them, said, “Biber came as soon as

with a serious expression and raised his chin, “Let’s go in and see Boris.”

quickly ushered

there, her

returned from Galia? She advanced and soon found herself within the ward as

in the midst of explaining, “Ziana was kidnapped, and Boris went to save her. Somehow, they both ended up leaping from a moving car. Ziana was fine, but Boris suffered a severe brain. injury”

news claims no one has operated on him. Don’t tell me

of

found herself standing before Biber.

intelligence and a commanding

addressed her, focusing solely on the matter at hand. “Pardon my asking, but did you perform the surgery on Boris?”

for concern. I’m highly skilled,

nodded. “I’m not questioning your expertise. I simply want to

knew the

speak the truth, “His vital signs are stable. If he hasn’t woken up yet, then we must

asked Steven about

story in

Biber listened quietly.

ward was now filled with long lost

in Livia’s ear, “I’m going out for a smoke.”

her lips and looked at him. “Smoking

his eyes, Biber gazed at her quietly.

waved her hands. “I know you’re upset. I’ll let you smoke this once! Just to annoy me!”

slender waist before strolling out

followed close behind.

Sam,” she called

down on his cigarette and lit it. Hearing her voice, he turned around and raised his dark eyes slightly, “Miss Scott, you can call me Biber. Did you come

Steven, Biber had much

know what you were doing in

furrowed his brow.

wasn’t sure why Ziana was asking such a question.

didn’t respond, Ziana paused before continuing, “Do you know about