hapter <b>32 </b>
Heath had enough leverage now. He believed Reynard would never sacrifice the entire future of the Tate
family or his own grandson just to repay an old, vague debt he could barely remember the date of.
Meanwhile, at the hospital. Veronica suddenly let out a loud sneeze, and she couldn’t help but wonder who was thinking about her.
Just then, Courtney burst into the hospital room like a whirlwind.
“Veronica!” She rushed toward her, wanting to hug her.
However, she stopped short when she saw how battered Veronica looked, especially that injured eye and her hands. Both were devastating blows for a designer.
“Courtney, don’t worry. I’m okay,” Veronica said, waving her hand as she tried to reassure her. However, upon examining her current state, she realized her words weren’t very convincing.
Courtney took this as her being stubborn and tough.
After sending Calvin away, Veronica spoke with Courtney privately for a while.
When Courtney brought up the new design that Veronica had just submitted, her face finally lit up a little.” The client loved your work. Once you’re discharged, they might want to meet with you personally to talk about the project.”
Even after six years away from design, Veronica was still the most talented designer she’d ever encountered.
Veronica smiled. “Great, I can exin it to them myself.”
The VIP room door opened as a nurse’s voice called out. “Ms. Dolton<b>, </b>time for your medication change.” As the door opened, a figure seemed to sh by quickly.
Veronica gently rubbed the <i>corner </i>of her eye. However, there was nothing outside the door. She dismissed <b>it</b><b>, </b>thinking it must’ve been her imagination.
In the hospital’s admin office, Ashton stared silently at Veronica’s medical file.
Joel finished reviewing her medical records and calmly added, “Mr. Fletcher, we’ve followed your instructions and covered up the fact that Ms. Dolton isn’t actually suffering from memory loss.
“The Tate family does seem to be digging around, trying to confirm whether she remembers anything from before the ident.”
“If she wants to y games, let them all y along.” Ashton ran his fingers over the scar in his palm. His
eyes betrayed no emotion.
He had only left for a few days to clean house, and when he came back, Veronica was lying unconscious
in a hospital bed. He genuinely didn’t know what she was even hoping to gain from this marriage anymore.
“Mr. Tate, we’vepleted the investigation. Mrs. Tate did indeed suffer brain trauma, and her amnesia
appears to be genuine,” Walter reported. He had taken Veronica’s medical records to a private doctor who had worked with Tate Group for years and found nothing suspicious.
Heath’s reaction was calm. “I see.”
Had he really been wrong about this?
Honestly, if Veronica had truly forgotten everything, that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
Still, the ident couldn’t be entirely the children’s fault.
Due to this incident, Reynard had taken Samuel away, stripping Heath of custody rights to raise the boy himself.
A monthter, Veronica’s body had almost fully recovered. She was going stir–crazy from being cooped úp. Even so, Calvin insisted she stay in the hospital until her injuries werepletely healed. Courtney visited her regrly and was eagerly anticipating her formal return to thepany once she recovered.
Veronica was thrilled about it.
During this time, members of the Tate family visited her a few times and evenpensated her with a vi in Montir Heights, which was transferred to her name. She was quite satisfied with this arrangement.
Veronica snorted softly when she heard that Reynard had taken Samuel away. Hopefully, he wouldn’t grow up to be an ungrateful brat like Heath.
After obtaining the hospital’s approval for discharge, she quickly changed into fresh clothes.
Calvin had been <b>out </b>of town <b>on </b>business for the past two days, <b>so </b>she didn’t make him take another trip. She had something more important to <b>do</b>, like meeting with the sports brand client she was supposed to have seen a month ago, who was scheduled for dinner tonight.
Courtney had told Veronica about this two days earlier. So, afterpleting her discharge paperwork, she headed straight <b>to </b>the scheduled meeting at Nexus Club.
The first–floor elevator was under maintenance<b>, </b>and since Veronica was worried about beingte, she took <b>the </b>side staircase up. As she reached the third–floornding, she suddenly heard two menughing lecherously.
“Drop this stuff in her tea, and I guarantee thatdy will be begging for it!”
MONTEBENE
<b>Chapter </b><b>33 </b>