Chapter 449

Chapter 449:
Candice was taken aback by Bettina’s sudden revelation.
The mention of Milton seemed off-limits to her. Bettina hadn’t brought him up in recent days. Perhaps she knew discussing him would bring overwhelming sadness.
“Candy…” Bettina looked at Candice with concern. “Are you okay? Forget it, I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Candice replied, shaking her head. “Where we work doesn’t matter. Do I have to leave Ploville because of him? The Royal Garden Corporation is everywhere. Don’t worry, I’m not that fragile.”
Bettina glanced at her again.
Suddenly, she understood why she found Candice more captivating than ever. Following the loss of her child, Candice had grown colder, her demeanor like an iceberg—beautiful yet frigid.
Additionally, Candice appeared more mature and resilient than before.
This was Bettina’s own observation.
“Don’t worry. He’s a major client,” Candice said, gently patting Bettina. “Business is business. It has nothing to do with personal matters. Whatever happened between him and me won’t impact our work. It won’t affect my earnings.”
Bettina chose to remain silent, refraining from further questions. She wanted to inquire about Candice’s plans regarding the upcoming trial of her private prosecution case against Milton.
However, the subject was too sensitive.
After much hesitation, Bettina decided not to ask.
Greyson received a call from Dr. Essie Murray at East Hospital.
Anxiously, Essie said, “Mr. Harman, are you available to meet me right now? I can’t wait any longer. I have something important to share with you.”
Greyson glanced at his watch. “Meet me at the West Hill Cafe near you at six o’clock. Request a private room in advance. Oh, and pack your belongings. I’ll bring you the ticket.”
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“Okay. I’ll be on my way now.” Essie ended the call hastily.
She put down her phone and swiftly began packing. Restlessness had consumed her ever since she came across news online about Candice being pushed down the stairs, resulting in a miscarriage. She had always feared that her involvement in tampering with Candice’s pregnancy records and concealing the truth would be exposed.
She had taken sick leave from the hospital and had been hiding at home in recent days.
Now, her only hope was that Greyson would fulfill his promise, as she could no longer remain at East Hospital.
The staff in the archives had secretly informed her about someone searching for information on Candice—and on her. Essie knew she had seen him that night. He had specifically visited the hospital to gather details about Candice’s pregnancy. He was a wealthy, noble, cool, and handsome man.
After packing her clothes, valuables, and cash, Essie collapsed onto the sofa. She stared blankly at the note in her hand, where that man had left his phone number.
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