Before they received any news about Wesley, David had arrived. He had prepared a safe and, to ensure absolute security, had even brought along two bodyguards. Briani Jewelry Store was known for its reliability, but this time they had lost so many valuable collections that several major shareholders were furious.
David now hoped something would happen to the Cooper family that would make Wesley lose interest in those items. Even if he had to pay for them, he would do so willingly. After all, Briani Jewelry Store held a significant position in Geniston, and David was always treated well.
“Excuse me, Mr. Martin. We have an emergency,” Zachary said, sounding helpless. “Please wait. Mrs. Debra Cooper will be here soon.”
David was intrigued. The Cooper family was the top family in Geniston. What could possibly be so urgent that it stopped Debra? But, as it was their business, he refrained from asking.
“Alright, I’ll wait,” David said, trying to remain patient.
He sat there for almost three hours, sipping on tea and coffee, feeling an increasing sense of anxiety.
“Zachary, I’ll be going now,” David said finally, standing up. “I believe I’ve shown enough sincerity. I’m sorry about today.”
He sighed, his frustration evident.
“We offered a discount to compensate Mrs. Cooper, but since neither Mr. nor Mrs. Cooper are here, I won’t disturb you any longer.”
Once these items were taken, they would no longer be available at a discounted price.
Zachary, as the butler, knew he had to protect the Cooper family’s interests. Without thinking twice, he stopped David from leaving.
“Please wait a little longer.”
David frowned. “Zachary, what do you mean?”
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Zachary forced a smile. “Let me go ask again.”
David glanced at his watch. “I’ll give you half an hour at most.”
At the hospital, the nurses worked with Sandra and helped take Wesley to the emergency room. The room was filled with many medical devices. Wesley was supported with silver needles, and the devices were set up to help bring him back. The doctor began preparing for emergency treatment.
But Sandra had her own way of saving Wesley. She immediately began using the devices herself.
The doctor tried to intervene, placing a hand on her shoulder. “You’re not a doctor. Please step aside!”
Ignoring the doctor, Sandra focused on Wesley and moved toward the device. The doctor’s frustration grew. “Knowing how to use silver needles doesn’t mean you can perform surgery. Step aside!”
“No need for surgery!” Sandra replied indifferently.
The doctor raised his voice, “If something goes wrong…”
“If something goes wrong, I will take full responsibility,” Sandra said, swiftly grabbing the device.
Her hands moved with such speed that they were a blur.
The nurses and doctor exchanged shocked glances. They had seen doctors skilled in emergency treatments before, but Sandra wasn’t just skilled—she seemed to have a kind of mastery that defied explanation. It was as if they knew medical procedures, but Sandra was performing something akin to magic.
“Cough, cough!”
Wesley suddenly coughed, sitting up abruptly and spitting out black blood.
Slowly, he opened his eyes. “He’s awake!” The doctor exclaimed in disbelief.
They had thought Wesley was beyond saving, but miracles truly did happen.
Sandra let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
“You won’t be so lucky next time,” she reminded him.
Wesley wiped the corner of his lips and smirked. “You’re blaming me for your bad driving skills?”
Sandra was speechless.
It was the car’s fault! If it weren’t for her quick thinking and making the right choices, Wesley would have been dead. Yet, instead of showing any gratitude, he retorted.
She really wanted to slap him across the face.
Just then, the doctor approached. “Miss, may I have your contact information?”
The hospital was currently recruiting new talent, and Sandra’s skills could be valuable.
Sandra smiled faintly and pointed to Wesley. “I’m Mr. Cooper’s wife. If you want my contact information, you’ll need his permission.”
The doctor was taken aback. “So, you’re the real daughter of the Hill family? The village girl?”
That couldn’t be true! How could a village girl possess such remarkable medical skills?
“Miss, are you joking with me?” the doctor asked, clearly skeptical.
If Sandra didn’t want to provide her contact details, that was one thing, but there was no need to lie about it.
Sandra looked at Wesley. “Mr. Cooper, what do you say?”
Wesley pursed his lips and remained silent.
The doctor still didn’t believe them. It wasn’t until Leo and a dozen black-clad bodyguards rushed in that the doctor and nurses started to take them seriously.
“Mr. Cooper, what should we do now?” Leo asked.
The doctor quickly said, “Prepare a room for Mr. Cooper.”
“No need,” Wesley waved his hand, getting off the emergency bed. “We’re going home.”
A hint of coldness flashed in Sandra’s eyes.
Those people had almost gotten them killed. They would have to pay a price for that.
The car stopped at the entrance of the Cooper Mansion.
David happened to be coming out of the mansion. Zachary smiled apologetically, his voice laced with a hint of flattery.
“I’m so sorry. We’ll contact you as soon as we find Mr. Cooper.”
David waved his hand dismissively. “You don’t have to. As I said, there won’t be a second chance.”
Zachary’s smile froze.
David remained resolute, no matter what Zachary said.
“Zachary, I’m not targeting you. We both have orders to follow, so we shouldn’t make things difficult for each other, right?”
Zachary’s face darkened.
Indeed, they were in the wrong in this matter. And with Wesley’s life at stake, why should they still care about those items?
“Suit yourself!”
Annoyed, he turned around.
But then, not far off, a car honked its horn.
Zachary blinked and realized that the car belonged to Wesley!
“Mr. Cooper?”
Zachary rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
It wasn’t an illusion!
The car door opened. The first to step out was Sandra, which made everyone at the Cooper Mansion a little wary.
Then, Leo opened the car door and helped Wesley out of the vehicle.
Zachary’s eyes widened in shock.
“Mr. Cooper, you… you’re back?”
Sandra sneered, “Zachary, why do I feel like we’re being reluctantly welcomed?”
Zachary quickly regained his composure. “No, no, how could that be?”
Sandra turned her gaze to the stunned David.
“Have the items been delivered? Have you been paid?”
David deeply regretted it.
He should have left immediately instead of arguing with Zachary!
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