Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1157: And yet, there were more pressing matters now. She had to check on Alicia and Jeffery. Composing herself, Linsey exhaled softly and said, "I understand. Just text me the hospital and room number. I'll come see you after I finish up here." On the other end, Collin sounded almost wounded. "Honey... what could possibly be more important than me right now?" But Linsey had no time to soften her words. "Collin," she said, rising to her feet, her tone suddenly grave, "Alicia and Jeffery were attacked by Joanne. They're both in surgery." She hesitated, then added solemnly, "And...

Joanne is dead." Outside the operating room, the fluorescent lights flickered gently above. Dolores and Dustin paced the hallway, their worry etched into every movement. Moments later, they looked up to see Linsey approaching-flanked by several doctors in white coats. "Linsey!" Dolores rushed toward her, eyes full of both relief and concern. But her gaze quickly shifted to the unfamiliar faces behind Linsey. "Who are these people?" Linsey gave a firm nod to the doctors behind her, and the medical staff stepped forward to swing open the operating room doors.

One by one, the surgeons filed in, swiftly changing into their sterile gowns. The doors hissed shut behind them. Linsey turned back to Dolores and Dustin to explain. "This is an elite medical team Collin brought in. The lead surgeons are exceptionally qualified, with years of experience. With them handling the operation, Alicia's chances have risen significantly." Dolores and Dustin exchanged wide-eyed glances, their expressions lighting up with hope. "Really? That's amazing!" Dolores breathed out, her excitement bubbling over. "Collin's amazing.

How did he pull this off so fast?" Linsey offered a faint smile but didn't elaborate. There was more to it-but now wasn't the time. Discover the best stories at gαℓησvs․com In truth, Collin hadn't assembled the team personally this time. His subordinates, always prepared for emergencies during his own procedures, had invited the surgeons to remain on standby. That precaution was now turning out to be a godsend. Dustin furrowed his brows, blinking as something clicked in his memory. "Wait, I think I recognize some of them. Weren't they stationed overseas recently?

When did they even get into Grester? I hadn't heard a thing. If I had, I'd have brought them in myself." Dolores gave him a light swat on the arm, half-teasing, half-exasperated. "Too late for what-ifs, Dustin. Just focus on making it up to Alicia and Jeffery when they wake up." Linsey, who had been coiled with tension just moments ago, found herself oddly calm. Maybe it was Collin's unwavering demeanor-or maybe it was the quiet confidence of the team inside-but for the first time since the chaos began, she truly believed things would be alright. Time drifted on.

Outside, the day began to soften into a warm orange hue. Then, the doors to the operating room swung open. . . .