Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1052 Chapter 1053: Lenny's call came through. Maia's face brightened as she picked up. Without waiting for him to speak, she asked, "Professor Bryant, is the surgical practice room ready?" "Take it easy, Maia. You already knew the answer," Lenny's calm voice said over the line. "I managed to secure a surgery room at Maple Hospital through a friend. It's only available at night, and in emergencies, the ER takes priority." "That's more than enough.

Thanks a lot, Professor Bryant." Maia glanced at her apartment door, paused briefly, then added, "Professor Bryant, can I come over now?" Her gaze dropped to her shaking right hand as worry crept in. "I just can't wait any longer," she said, her voice tinged with anxiety. "Of course! I'll send the address immediately," Lenny replied. Aware of the recent events in Wront and Maia's husband's condition, he knew there was no time to waste. Maia didn't knock. She didn't step into the apartment either. She just shot Chris a quick message.

"I have something to handle tonight, so I might get back late. Don't wait up for me..." Worried he might push himself, she added another: "Make sure you get some sleep. Take care of yourself and don't stay up too late." After sending the messages, Maia didn't hang around. She stepped out and flagged a cab straight to the hospital. She had to get back in top shape as fast as possible if she wanted to perfect the craniotomy and save Chris. Meanwhile, inside the apartment, Chris waited for Maia to return, scrolling through her messages. His brow knit tightly with worry.

For some reason, Hurst's over-eager behavior kept flashing through his mind, especially that afternoon when Hurst had insisted on helping Maia dig into her parents' past. What exactly was he hoping to uncover? ØЯE PĐΛTΞŞ IИ GΛŁИØVΞŁŞ.ᑕØᗰ Anyone could tell that Maia's father didn't come from the slums. Chris had already hired someone to look into it, confident that answers would come quickly. Suddenly, his phone buzzed. An unknown number lit up the screen. Yet he knew right away it was Kiley calling. Why her? What had prompted her to ring him out of the blue?

Chris paused for a heartbeat, then finally picked up the call. "Truly surprising, I must admit. I never imagined you'd pick up my call at this late hour." Kiley's low, frosty tone drifted through the receiver. Her voice hinted at weariness, as though she had been lying under the covers. Chris's brow furrowed; Kiley wasn't the type of woman who would contact him at such a time merely for idle chatter. "You disturbed me this late only to say that?" Chris responded sharply, his voice growing colder.

"If there's nothing important, I've got to go." "Don't you wish to see Grandpa?" Kiley asked, a faint curve tugging at her lips. "I've finally found a means." . . .