Chapter 1419 - Chapter 1419 Chapter 1419 Accident or Intentional
Chapter 1419: Chapter 1419: Accident or Intentional Chapter 1419: Chapter 1419: Accident or Intentional The doctor on the side watched this scene with a strange feeling in his heart. He had been treating Miss Powell all these years. Although Miss Powell’s condition was indeed not very optimistic, it was not enough to always put such words in her mouth.
Miss Powell was constantly reminding others that she was a patient, that she wouldn’t live long, and that everyone should treat her well. As for the real Miss Powell, who was in good health, you could have plenty of time together later, but my life only has a few years left.
Over the years, everyone in the Powell family saw clearly that although there was no blood relationship between Miss Powell and the Powell father and son, they were very fond of her – especially Mr. Powell, who would have plucked the stars from the sky for her.
Refocusing on the case at hand, the family doctor suddenly felt that the name Xaviera Evans was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
That day, Quinn Powell and Jacob Powell boarded a plane to Libanan.
…
The next day.
At 9:40 a.m., journalists, cultural relics restoration experts, and other invited spectators arrived at the scene, and the members of the Reiser family were also present. However, Xaviera Evans was nowhere to be seen.
“The competition is about to start, why hasn’t she come yet?”
“Perhaps she’s afraid!”
“It’s not time yet, she’s not late, maybe she’ll be here soon.”
Fiona Reiser listened to the whispers, a satisfied look in her eyes.
They wouldn’t let Xaviera Evans die since she still had utilitarian value. But disabling one of her hands and making her unable to attend the competition could be done.
Time went by, and the number of people on the scene seemed nearly twice as many as the day before, with more and more online discussions heating up.
Fiona Reiser lowered her voice and asked, “Is everything ready?”
The assistant behind her respectfully answered: “Miss, rest assured, everything is prepared.”
Fiona Reiser smiled satisfactorily and took out her phone to read the news online, laughing unrestrainedly.
[Xaviera Evans is so outrageous! The person who said she would compete yesterday is her, and the person who has yet to show herself today is her too. Everyone is busy; we don’t have time to play with her! She’s not Doctor Faces, and yet she insists on occupying someone else’s identity. How thick-skinned is she!]
[She’s just a fashion designer, but she takes herself so seriously! Those who support her are mentally challenged, deceived by her face!]
[Fiona Reiser is obviously the kind of person full of literary achievements, and researchers should be as gentle and generous as her.]
[This woman issued a challenge letter so confidently yesterday, but today she doesn’t dare to show herself. It’s so funny! Yesterday someone on the web predicted that Xaviera Evans would find an excuse to not attend the competition, like getting injured in a car accident or something.]
More and more people were paying attention to the matter, and even many who didn’t pay attention to cultural relics restoration noticed the online heat.
Fiona Reiser glanced around and, as expected, Xaviera Evans still hadn’t arrived. But why hadn’t Mr. Twilight come either?
At the Lowen Clubhouse on the other side.
As soon as Xaviera Evans walked out the door, she saw Sean Price waiting there. He hurriedly said, “Madam, the president has called an emergency meeting and has already left. He asked me to take you to the venue.”
“You don’t attend his emergency meeting?” Xaviera Evans raised an eyebrow.
“That meeting has always been attended by Steve Price, so it’s fine for him to go. I stayed to protect you, to prevent any ill intentions from the Reiser family.”
Xaviera Evans got into the car, and they drove all the way to the underground parking garage. Sean Price also got out of the car: “Madam, let me take you up.”
“No need, you go back first, don’t let the Reiser family see you,” Xaviera Evans cautioned.