Chapter 18
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Actually as seeing the necklace, Yorick couldn’t help but imagine how Ursula looked when she wore it. Something about seeing it on Stella stirred an unidentifiable emotion within him. “Why are you just getting back now? I asked you to pick up Star, didn’t I? And here she is, back on her own.”
Yorick cast another glance at Stella, his eyes finally drifting away from the necklace around her neck. Imogen gently patted Stella’s hand, “Star, wait here for a moment. Rick and I need to talk.”
Stella nodded slightly, and Imogen shot Yorick a look, signaling him to follow her upstairs to the study.
It was obvious they were going to talk about Ursula. Imogen was clearly worried and felt the need to remind Yorick of her concerns.
They were gone for about half an hour. When they came back down, both seemed calm, any previous tensions seemingly resolved.
Imogen, with a smile, turned to Stella, “Stella, I’m going to check the kitchen. You and Rick chat for a bit.”
Before Stella could respond, Imogen had already left, taking the butler and the servants with her, leaving Stella and Yorick alone.
Stella was still engrossed in a game on her phone, the sound of gunfire indicating she was playing a popular shooter game.
Yorick couldn’t help but think how she seemed utterly clueless about everything else, engrossed in her game, and yet, somehow, she was deemed fit to be his future wife.
He was about to say something when his phone rang. It was Claudia, causing him to glance at Stella, who was too busy with her game to notice.
Deciding to take the call outside, Yorick stepped out, briefly forgetting Imogen’s stern warning about avoiding too much contact with the Larkins. Cloudia’s anxious voice sounded, “Rick, what are we going to do? The specialist who was supposed to treat Ursula has gone abroad.”
“Which specialist?” Yorick asked, frowning.
“The gynecology expert, that illustrious genius from Portis City, Tegan James.”
Yorick said, “I’ll find someone else. Don’t worry.”
To Yorick, Cloudia’s worry was unnecessary; he thought it was merely a doctor, plenty of renowned specialists out there.
But Cloudia was frantic, “No, I’ve asked it. Others basically all need to resolve it by surgery. You know Ursula’s current condition. I heard Tegan has superb medical skills, who can treat Ursula without immediate surgery given the stage she was in.” It required surgery in the heart, also in the liver; how could a mere body stand all those major treatments?
As Cloudia learned of Tegan’s existence, she was relieved, thinking the less amount of surgery Ursula took, the better. However, she knew until last night that the professor had gone abroad today.
“You said that specialist’s named Tegan?”
Tegan, quite a familiar name, where exactly did he hear it?
Cloudia replied, “Yes, a young prodigy. It’s said she’s very young.”
At the mention of “very young”, Yorick suddenly remembered that Tegan was Stella’s close friend.
“I’ll hand this.”
“Rick, I hope you can get this professor, you know Ursula’s poor state right now.”
“Okay, I got it.”
Yorick directly hung up; the call lasted for ten minutes.
Yorick returned inside to find Stella finishing her game, looking pleased with seemingly a victory.
She glanced towards the dining room, noting the quiet atmosphere, and decided to start another round. That was when Yorick snatched her phone away.
Stella looked up, “What are you doing?”
“Tegan, she’s your best friend, right?”
Stella asked, “So?”
“Did you have something to do with her leaving the country?”
Ursula had just been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment last night and did a check-up. The director convened a meeting overnight, forming her person medical team, and Tegan must have been a member. Right now Tegan was out of the country. For she was Stella’s best friend, Yorick wouldn’t believe Stella had nothing to do with it.
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