"As long as you set your mind to it, you can always find a way to meet someone." Lucy suddenly glanced at Jacob with a faint smile, "Besides, Stellan’s type looks so fragile that it evokes a protective instinct. If she acted gentle, men really fall for it. Otherwise, why was your young master so fond of her back then?"
"Talk about her if you must, why drag me into it?" Jacob frowned slightly, clearly realizing how foolish he had been before.
"I’m just using her as an example, don’t mind it."
He saw that she was obviously doing it on purpose.
"Young Madam, do you want me to send someone to every major cosmetic hospital in Northriver City to look for Stellan?"
Lucy shook her head with a smile, "You won’t find her, Northriver City is so big, with so many hospitals, Stellan will surely know her face is recognized by many. That’s why she will bribe the doctors and nurses at the cosmetic hospitals and definitely use a fake name. How could you find her? It’s like finding a needle in a haystack."
"So are we just letting her go? I always feel that it’s best to nip everything in the bud."
Jacob spoke up, "As Young Madam said, it only works if we can locate her; now that she’s deliberately hiding, it’s very difficult for us to find her. I believe that for a woman like her to get close to the Prince at the Presidential Mansion, there’s only one way."
Lucy voiced his answer, "Enter the Presidential Mansion as a servant."
"Exactly." Jacob confirmed, "That’s precisely it. So we’re not without means of knowing her hidden identity. Even if the cosmetic surgery is extremely successful, there will still be traces of the past. Figuring out her background is not hard."
Nathaniel immediately understood, "I know what to do now."
"Grace Hughes has now lost someone she can rely on; what will her next move be? It’s really intriguing."
"Why do I feel her shrewdness is far less than her repulsiveness?"
Lucy smiled knowingly upon hearing Jacob say this, "If I hadn’t told you that the incident at the hotel back then was Grace Hughes’s doing, could you have guessed it? You wouldn’t have guessed that Grace Hughes used Stellan’s phone to send you the text message asking you to come to the hotel; you’d only have thought it was Stellan herself, and been more convinced that I schemed against you with the drug." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ⓝovelFire.net
Jacob was speechless.
"Her love for you surpasses any celebrity’s rabid fan; don’t underestimate her. Even though she’s now using seemingly ridiculous means to be with you, it doesn’t mean she’s realized she should give up. Unless she gets you, she’ll never rest."
"See, other women are making such great efforts to get me, while you get me with ease. Do you have any thoughts to share?"
Lucy glanced at him, "For you, a single line of poetry would suffice."
"What line of poetry?"
"Intent to plant flowers but none bloom; no mind to plant willows yet they grow shady."
"Knock, knock, knock." Oliver Green opened the door to report, "Young Master, there’s news from Northriver City—Frederick Palmer has been attacked, a bullet has entered his head, and he is currently being rescued in a hospital there."
Jacob stood up, "Frederick Palmer is in trouble?! Who did this?"
"Lucy, come with me to Northriver and see."
"Alright, I’ll change my clothes."
Lucy went to the dressing room and changed her clothes.
The helicopter landed on the rooftop of Northriver First People’s Hospital.
The group descended from the rooftop and arrived at the entrance of the emergency room.
Frederick Palmer’s parents and sister were anxiously waiting. Seeing Jacob arrive, Flora’s gaze naturally fell on him, even ignoring the masked Lucy next to him, assuming the person in a women’s black suit was Jacob’s bodyguard.
"My dear nephew is here." Mr. Palmer extended his hand to shake Jacob’s. Before Jacob could ask, Mr. Palmer spoke first, "I don’t know who dared to attack Frederick at home. Precisely because he was at home, he was unprepared."
"Was the surveillance system turned off?"
Mr. Palmer nodded, "Yes."
At this moment, the operating room door opened, and two doctors emerged saying, "Mr. and Mrs. Palmer, we really can’t extract the bullet from his brain. We’ve tried various methods, but inevitably, once the bullet is removed, he’ll die."
Lucy then said, "Let me try."
Everyone’s gaze converged on her, Mr. Palmer asked, "You?"
"I’m a surgical attending doctor at Ningham City First People’s Hospital."
"Even if you are a doctor, it doesn’t mean you can." One of the doctors said, "This isn’t Ningham, this is Northriver. You’re not a doctor at our hospital, so you have no authority to perform surgery. Furthermore, our department head is at a loss; what can you do? Could your medical skills be better than our department head’s?"
Jacob’s expression turned cold as he saw his wife being addressed this way, "Blind as a bat, she’s my wife. As for your surgery room, even if she were to be transferred to work at your hospital, what difficulty would there be?"
Flora suddenly looked at Lucy, finally realizing that she wasn’t Jacob’s bodyguard, but his wife.
Her heart was filled with mixed feelings.
The two doctors were startled by Jacob’s words. Outsiders might not know, but those aware of some insider information know that the hospital’s backing is the Clan Green.
For Northriver First People’s Hospital, Clan Green places heavy emphasis as this is the capital with the nation’s best hospital. Two years ago, they went to all lengths to acquire seventy percent of the hospital’s shares.
So now, Jacob is the hospital’s behind-the-scenes boss, and the masked woman in front of them is their boss lady.
The things they just said...
"As long as Mr. and Mrs. Palmer have no objections and sign the liability waiver, Mrs. Green is welcome to proceed." The doctor hurriedly changed his tune.
"We can only try anything at this point." Mr. Palmer agreed and immediately signed the waiver, allowing Lucy to enter the operating room.
Lucy only said she would try, not that she was completely confident.
Especially after entering the operating room and seeing the position of the bullet in Frederick’s head, she felt uncertain.
But she knew Frederick’s situation was dire now. Without removing the bullet, his life might not last much longer.
The Palmer family anxiously waited outside, Mr. Palmer asked, "I heard from my daughter before that you were married, I didn’t expect it to be true."
Jacob nodded, "Yes, it’s a secret marriage now; we don’t plan to go public yet."
"So that’s how it is."
Everyone was waiting for good news from the operating room, hoping for a miracle, but after waiting for an hour, there was still no development.
The Palmer family was waiting with their hearts in their throats.
They were truly scared.
Mr. and Mrs. Palmer originally had two sons and a daughter, the eldest son died young, Frederick is the second, and the only successor of the Palmer lineage. He has always managed the business well, never sloppy with anything, he is the hope of the Palmer family.