Chapter 175

“No,” Bradley said coldly and indifferently. “Since she’s Felix’s biological mother, I will find a heart for her and help with the transplant.”

Leah couldn’t control her tears any longer. She angrily questioned, “Bradley, Liliane got a heart disease because she wanted to have a child for you!”

Bradley remained expressionless. “Your attempts to manipulate me won’t work.”

“Bradley, I’ll ask you one last time. Are you really refusing to marry Liliane? Won’t you even pretend?”

“Yes, I won’t marry her.”

Bradley thought of Esther, the crybaby. If she found out he had secretly married Liliane, even if it was a fake marriage, the crybaby might do something unexpected.

“Fine, fine, fine.”

Leah rose from the floor, her knees weak, swaying like a withering leaf in the autumn wind.

“Mr. Warner, please leave now.”

Bradley’s lips parted, his words merciless. “In the future, you and your husband are not allowed to disturb Esther. Otherwise…”

“Get lost!”

Leah’s eyes turned bloodshot, filled with hatred.

After Bradley disappeared from Leah’s sight, she looked at the sign above the operating room and quietly called Shane.

“It’s me. Liliane’s condition has worsened, and she’s in critical condition. If we don’t find a heart…”

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it right away.”

Scott and Wilson, the leading cardiac surgeons, collaborated in the operating room to save Liliane.

Despite their efforts to stabilize her condition temporarily, they knew a heart transplant was necessary for her full recovery.

During the surgery, Scott made a shocking discovery. Based on his professional expertise, he realized that Liliane’s heart condition didn’t develop after giving birth but had likely existed prior. This discrepancy raised concerns, as the information provided by Bradley didn’t align with the medical data.

Despite his growing unease, Scott maintained his composure and continued assisting Wilson as a surgical assistant.

Upon learning about Liliane’s deteriorating condition, Shane immediately called one of his subordinates.

“Arrange a car accident for Esther,” he commanded.

The request took aback the subordinate.

“Remember, make sure she survives!” Shane added, wary of the potential consequences if Esther were to be killed and her heart rendered unusable.

“Now?” the subordinate inquired.

Shane’s voice remained cold and emotionless. “Yes, immediately. She is currently at the private hospital owned by the Warner Group. Go there now.”

“Alright,” the subordinate replied, still puzzled.

After some hesitation, he decided to contact Clark using the phone the bald man had provided to him.

At 11:30 a.m., Xara finished her morning consultations and left the hospital with Esther. Since Xara had afternoon work commitments, they agreed to have lunch at a nearby block.