Chapter 184: Why is he struggling to speak?
Megan stood frozen there, fury simmering in her eyes. But then slowly, her shoulders relaxed. Her fingers uncurled. And a cool and calculating smile slid onto her lips.
"You made a mistake, Anne," she murmured, eyes still fixed on the direction where Anne had disappeared. "Even if you are Augustine’s wife, you don’t get a free pass. Skipping work like this? You just handed me the weapon I needed. I won’t waste this chance."
A sly gleam danced in Megan’s eyes as she pulled out her phone and dialed a number. The moment the call connected, her tone turned urgent, deliberately concerned.
"Helena, I need to report an issue," she said smoothly. "It’s about an employee neglecting her duties during work hours. The CEO’s secretary—Anne Clare. I came by to discuss something with Mr. Augustine and found her desk completely unattended. I waited for fifteen minutes. She never came back. I even tried calling her, but her number isn’t reachable. I think it warrants some disciplinary action."
There was a brief pause on the other end before Helena responded, "Oh, that’s... troubling." She sounded clearly thrown off guard.
The last time, Augustine had torn into her for appointing an inexperienced secretary for him. The thought of facing his wrath again made her stomach twist. "Thank you for letting me know. I’ll take care of it immediately."
A smug smile tugged at Megan’s lips as she ended the call. "Well, Anne," she muttered under her breath, slipping her phone back into her purse, "let’s see how Augustine saves you this time."
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Anne arrived at the hospital in no time. She nearly ran through the hallway, heart hammering in her chest. Every second felt like a lifetime as she reached the room she had visited over and over again for the last three years, clinging to hope that one day, her father’s eyes would open.
But when she finally reached the room, her legs shook, and her hand trembled at the doorknob. With a deep breath, she pushed the door open and stepped in slowly. Her eyes immediately fell on the familiar figure lying on the bed.
Paule turned his head slowly toward the door and then blinked.