Chapter 347: Shock After Shock
The masked man swiftly pulled her into his embrace.
Meanwhile, at the Goodridge residence, Alaric felt a sense of pride for his grand act of relocating Vera’s gravestone.
Does Raylee really think I can’t handle her just because I don’t have the safe anymore? Experience always triumphs over youth! She’s just a naive young girl! She never stood a chance against me!
The Goodridge Group was greatly weakened at that time due to Waverly’s foolish actions. A series of domino effects were set in motion. Initially, he suffered a significant loss in his shares, and later, he lost the Snow Wave Amusement Park. Even though they managed to salvage some of their losses with Casimir’s help, Goodridge Group had lost its foundation and would find it difficult to regain its peak status for a while.
Hence, he urgently needed a stronger ally to venture into new markets, projects, and territories, and Leonardo was indeed the best choice. He had initially thought that by transferring thirty percent of his shares to the Malk royal family’s foundation, Leonardo would view Goodridge Group in a more favorable light. In the end, his expectations had been far too idealistic. Those shares were purely a compensation to rescue Waverly. If he wished to collaborate, he would have to think of other methods.
Raylee was his only way to connect with Leonardo. Yet, she not only disregarded his words but also insisted on opposing him. He understood the depth of Raylee’s affection for Vera. Therefore, if he wanted to keep Raylee at his mercy, his only option was to use Vera. And so, he was full of confidence.
The mere thought of soon establishing a connection with Leonardo filled Alaric with an irrepressible excitement. He didn’t hesitate to dial the number of the most upscale restaurant in Jexburgh. “Reserve booth number eighty-eight for me, and prepare the finest dishes and wine. I’m hosting esteemed guests.”
No sooner had he hung up the phone than Harriet hurriedly emerged from the room. “Something terrible has happened! We just got a call from the cemetery. Apparently, a group of people came with excavators and dug up the graves in the Goodridge family’s burial plot! They’ve already unearthed three now. At this rate, the family burial plot of the Goodridge family, spanning eighteen generations, will all be dug up!” she exclaimed in a panicked voice.
Alaric was livid. “Who is so despicable to disturb the family burial plot of my family?” he demanded.
Upon seeing the family burial plot of the Goodridge family being excavated, all of Raylee’s anger dissipated. Alaric had the audacity to relocate her grandma’s gravestone, but her man also had the capability to relocate their family burial plot.
Let’s see who gets to have the last laugh!
With a radiant smile, Raylee returned to the car with the masked man, ready to head back to Royal Court.
A nauseating scent of blood rose to the back of her throat. In the next moment, she spurted a mouthful of fresh blood. Dodo, who had been waiting in the car, was terrified upon witnessing this scene. “Mommy, why are you spitting blood? Don’t scare me, Mommy! Daddy, is Mommy going to die?”
The masked man was also taken aback. Swiftly, he scooped up Raylee into his arms and hurriedly drove her to the hospital. His medical team also rushed over immediately. After an hour of emergency surgery, Raylee was moved to a regular hospital ward.
The chief physician said with a grave expression, “Mr. Foucault, Ms. Somers’ health condition is currently worrisome. You need to be mentally prepared. If we can’t find the experimental data and develop a targeted drug, Ms. Somers could—”
The masked man interjected irritably, “I know. I don’t care what methods you use; you must extend her life!”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Foucault, we’ll definitely do our best.”
Suddenly, Raylee woke up on her hospital bed, asking anxiously, “Leonardo… what are you talking about? Explain it to me clearly.”
The masked man said in a soothing tone, “We were discussing your health condition, but it’s nothing serious. You should rest well.”
“You’re lying to me!” Raylee exclaimed, her emotions flaring as she abruptly sat up. “I overheard you two just now! The doctor said my condition is severe and I could die at any moment! They told you to brace yourself emotionally! They even talked about experimental data and targeted drugs! Tell me the truth, Leonardo! Don’t lie to me…”
Her voice was filled with intensity. As she spoke, she couldn’t help but clutch her chest, breaking into a violent coughing fit.
The masked man anxiously patted her back. “All right, all right, I’ll stop lying to you. Don’t get worked up; try to calm down.”
The doctor standing by hesitated for a moment before he said, “Mr. Foucault, I believe the patient has a right to know about their own health condition. It’s better if you tell her the truth. After all, as the illness worsens, there’s a chance that situations like today’s, or even worse ones, could become a frequent occurrence in the future.”
“I know what to do. You can leave now,” the masked man said sternly.