Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom novel Chapter 279

Alexa was willing to consider a billion, which meant she could cough up a billion.

The next day.

The Bourne Group.

President's office.

Golden sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a glow on the spotless office.

Elijah reopened the list of Dr. Mitchel's grad students he had collected earlier.

Last night, Adrian spilled the beans that Dr. Mitchel's disciple wasn't a middle-aged man, nor even a man at all.

That narrowed things down quite a bit.

His eyes suddenly landed on Violette's name.

Violette was also one of Dr. Mitchel's grad students.

Since Violette didn't pursue a medical career after graduating, Elijah did not have much knowledge about her experiences during grad school.

Her background was pretty simple.

She studied academics and published papers.

He found one of her papers online and took a look.

But since he couldn't understand it, he closed the webpage.

Maybe Violette wasn’t as simple as he thought?

If she were mediocre, Dr. Mitchel wouldn't have taken her on as a student.

Adrian had said last night that he wasn't good enough to be one of Dr. Mitchel's students, so he became his assistant instead.

Since Violette is talented, why didn't she continue in medicine after graduating?

was it really just for the money?

If it was just for the money, why would she bother going to Dr. Mitchel's grad school and waste two years of her life?

Blake Dennis' portrait was engraved on the tombstone.

"Dad, the Dennis Group has been rebuilt. Peter has been caught too. You can rest in peace."

A cool breeze blew, and her phone rang in her bag.

Violette took it out and saw it's Alexa calling, so she answered right away.

"Violette, I've thought about it. I can't give you a billion dollars all at once. But I can write you a promissory note, guaranteeing it'll be paid off within a year!" Alexa, having not slept all night, sounded weak.

She doesn't want to pay a billion dollars to save her brother Peter.

But her parents were forcing her to handle this or face the consequences.

"Oh," Violette replied coldly, "if you can't even come up with a billion dollars, what's there to talk about?"

Alexa was stunned, and then she lost it, "What do you mean?! Didn't you say that as long as I give you a billion dollars, you'll agree to settl this privately?!"

"Do you really have such poor comprehension? What I said last night was if you give me a billion dollars, I'd consider dropping the charges. I've thought about it, and I've decided to go through legal channels and let Peter die." Violette looked at her father's tombstone, her voice cold.