Book TRK
Chapter 16
Chapter 16 Doctor
That evening, at the Worthington Manor, Quentin quietly enjoyed his meal at the table. Meanwhile, Taylor couldn't help but recall her encounter with Leah at Joylands earlier that day, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
She said, "Quentin, that Leah is becoming more and more outrageous. Thank goodness you've already divorced her. Otherwise, who knows how much trouble she would cause you... I don't know who she had managed to charm, but she's actually living in Joylands Villa No. 8. How can such a vulgar and disgraceful person deserve to live in such an upscale place?"
Quentin didn't pay much mind to what else Taylor had said. He was only focused on the fact that Leah was living in Villa No. 8.
He then frowned slightly as his grip on the fork involuntarily tightened.
"Mom, did you really see Leah entering Villa No. 8?" Quentin asked curiously.
"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. I wouldn't be telling you if I didn't! That woman..." Taylor continued to ramble on, but Quentin had already stopped paying attention.
Combining what Taylor had said with what Sharon had told him that afternoon, Quentin couldn't help but think, "Is Leah really willing to stoop so low for money without caring about her reputation? But all these have nothing to do with me anymore because Leah and I are already divorced..."
Despite thinking this way, a sense of unease settled in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe, and Quentin couldn't even bring himself to eat.
Taylor had rambled on for a while before finally realizing she hadn't heard any response from Quentin. She furrowed her brows and asked, "Quentin, are you even listening to what I'm saying?" Quentin lowered his deep eyes and responded faintly, "I'm listening."
"Well..."
Taylor was about to continue when Quentin's phone, on the table, started ringing.
He picked it up and saw it was a call from the hospital.
Quentin answered, "Hello, Doctor Jenkins, what's happening?"This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.
As soon as Taylor realized it was a call from the hospital, she wisely fell silent and listened attentively.
"Mr. Worthington, Madam
Worthington's condition has
suddenly worsened. All her bodily functions are rapidly deteriorating. You need to get Doctor Brody Kere as soon as possible. Otherwise, we may have to prepare for the worst."
Quentin felt his heart tightened after hearing the grim news. "Okay, I got it."
Taylor, who had been listening on the side, immediately grabbed Quentin and headed out.
She hurriedly said, "Doctor Brody was brought in by Leah before. Only she has Doctor Brody's contact way. We need to go to her immediately. Your grandmother has been so good to her. She'll definitely agree to help."
Quentin didn't want to involve Leah any further in matters related to Debra, but the situation was urgent, and he couldn't afford to hesitate now. He thought he could offer Leah more money. After all, considering her current circumstances, she should need it and would be unlikely to refuse him.
Half an hour later, Quentin and Taylor arrived at the doorstep of Villa No. 8.
Taylor pressed the doorbell forcefully, saying, "Leah, come out! Come out right now!"
The continuous ringing sound was grating and was starting to annoy Leah.
She then picked up her tablet and checked the surveillance footage. When Leah saw that Taylor had brought Quentin along, a cold, mocking smile played on her lips.
She sarcastically muttered under her
breath, "Well, well, it was as if the mother yelling at me at my doorstep isn't enough, and now she even brought her son along. I'd love to see what they're up to!"
Leah then put on a coat and walked over to open the door, her eyes carrying a hint of scorn as she looked at the mother and son standing at her doorstep.
"What's this? Is it not enough for you to insult me alone? Now you've brought your son to berate me as well? Do you still think I'll let both of you bully me like in the past?"