Chapter 517

Chapter 517

Just as Cynthia was about to tum off her computer and freshen up, her phone began to ring. She

looked at the screen, saw it was Sean, and answered, “Hello?

Sean paused when he heard her voice. That sound? It seemed oddly familiar.

“K?” Sean questioned, as he always did first.

“It’s me,” Cynthia replied, her tone indifferent.

“I received your email. Meeting is no problem, and you can set the time and place. However, right now,

I have a situation that I could use your help with if it’s convenient,” Sean said, cutting straight to the

point,

In Sean’s experience, K was a person who liked in get to the paint. She would not cheat or trap others,

which was why he spoke so straightforwardly.

In the past, Cynthia would not have agreed. However, thinking about the deal Joshua had with him, she

decided to listen. “Go

“There’s a man on my side who has been shot. The bullet is very close to his heart, and he’s also

running a high fever. The doctors don’t dare to operate casually. Could you possibly contact Yves and

ask him for help?” Sean explained.

“Of course, you can set any conditions,” Sean quickly added.

Cynthia froze. A gunshot wound? A high fever? Instantly, Joshua came to her mind.

She rapidly replayed the sequence of events fram their jump off the cliff to their separation, ending with

the gunshot fired by Yerick. At that time, she was boarding a yacht. When the gunshot echoed, Joshua

seemed to stagger in her direction. Without thinking much, she assumed it was the yacht’s movement.

However, in retrospect, that was Joshua’s reaction to being hit.

The scenes continued to play in her mind. When she had wanted to check if Joshua was okay, he had

diverted the topic and borrowed a jacket from Sean, Joshua was such a fastidious man. He would

never borrow clothes from others unless he had a mutive, like, for instance, not wanting her to find out.

Suddenly, all the overlooked details clicked into place. Cynthia felt a heaviness in her chest. No wonder

Joshua had looked worse on the yacht than he did on the chiff; she had thought it was just the contrast

with his dark clothes.

Sean, not hearing a response after a while, had to speak again, “K? Are you listening?”

“You owe me a favor. Whenever I ask, you have to agree unconditionally.”

Sean hesitated. What was going on? Why was doing this?

Cynthia did not push. She wanted Joshua in be safe even more than Sean did. However, she had to

get Sean’s condition hist. Otherwise, Joshua might get into trouble again after he recovers.

“Fine. As long as you can convince Yves to treat him, I’ll agree to any request.” Sean considered for a

moment before agreeing.

K was not a schemer. If she made this request, there was probably a reason.

“Give me the address.”

“I sent it to your email. He has to be there within twelve hours, or the patient will die,” Sean added.

“Okay,” Cynthia responded, ending the call.

After opening the email and seeing the address in Nexuria, she grabbed her car keys and headed out,

dialing Yves‘ number as she went. Seeing it was her, Yves quickly picked up, sounding as if he had just

woken up, “Cyn.”

“Where are you?” she asked.

“Nexuria,” he replied..

“Help me save someone,” Cynthia requested.

“Okay.”