Chapter 984

Chapter 984:

“Mrs. Gordon, I’ll figure it out. Give me a moment, and I’ll transfer the money over to you.”

“Thank you, Lila.”

Rosalyn’s voice was heavy with gratitude and relief.

“I’ll make sure Evita transfers some back to you as soon as she calls me back. She mentioned last time that she’s working at Klein Group.”

The mention of Evita’s job made Lila pause.

Rosalyn clearly didn’t know that Evita was no longer with Klein Group.

Lila didn’t elaborate, replying only with a soft “alright.” After offering a few parting reassurances, she hung up and immediately began messaging her colleagues to borrow money. Two hundred thousand was no small sum, and though she’d pooled together most of it, she still found herself short by tens of thousands.

Her modeling contract was nearing its end, and she had no intention of renewing it.

Once her contract ended, she would take the runway at Timeless Elegance’s prestigious fashion show.

With Marcus’s powerful reputation behind the show, she was confident she could seize the opportunity and thrive, just as Madisyn had predicted.

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After she sent out a flurry of messages to her colleagues, her thoughts drifted to Evita.

Was Evita unwell? Why couldn’t Rosalyn reach her?

Uneasy, Lila decided she would head home after work to check on her.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Rosalyn ended the call and turned to the nurse beside her. “I’ve secured the money for my treatment. It should arrive soon.”

The nurse, who had overheard bits of her conversation with Lila, nodded and said, “Once it arrives, we can continue with the treatment.”

“Thank you.”

Rosalyn felt a bit more at ease thanks to Lila’s generosity.

Filled with gratitude, Rosalyn was eager to reach out to Evita again — partly to check on her daughter’s well-being and partly to let her know that the medical expenses had been taken care of. She dialed the familiar number, but to her surprise, the ringtone sounded from the entrance of the ward.

Her gaze followed the sound, and there stood Evita, pulling out her phone as she walked toward her.

“Evita!” Rosalyn’s face lit up at the unexpected sight of her daughter. “Lila’s agreed to help cover the medical expenses. Did you get my messages? Why didn’t you reply and just show up instead?”

Seeing her daughter stirred a mix of emotions in Rosalyn. Evita met her mother’s warm and tender gaze, her fingers clutching her handbag tightly.

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