Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72 You Push Russell Out

Viola’s deer-like eyes lit up as she asked eagerly, “Bentley, how confident are you about the surgery?”

“This surgery is called the Brain Deep Election Technique. We must open the patient’s brain and chest. The risk is quite high. Even I only have a 40 chance of success. Are you sure you want to take the risk to try?”

Even Bentley, an elite in the medical field, only had a 40 chance of success. The difficulty was not small.

If the surgery failed…

Viola thought for a moment and then looked up firmly. “Yes! No matter what, I believe in you! Bentley, go prepare for it. We’ll start later.”

Russell knocked on the door and poked his head in. “Is there anything I can help with?”

“You came just in time.”

Bentley coughed, asking, “Is there a room suitable for operating the surgery in your villa?”

“My private doctor used to live in my villa. His room should be suitable. I’ll get the servants to clean it up.” Russell understood Bentley.

Bentley nodded calmly and put all his instruments, then followed Russell out.

“Bentley, let me be your assistant.”

Viola chased after them. They walked into the private doctor’s room.

Bentley looked around the room, feeling satisfied. “Very good, it has all the equipment here. Let the servants clean it up and disinfect it before bringing the patient in.”

Chana came in with a few servants and quickly cleaned up the entire room.

The servants gently placed Breenda on the operating table. Bentley calmly aimed the instrument at Breenda’s head, ready to take the first step.

“Viola, check the power.”

He checked the instrument one last time to make sure that nothing was wrong.

“Everything is ready, no problem.”

Viola stood quietly behind Bentley, watching him concentrate on his operation.

After nearly five hours, Bentley was still holding the scalpel steadily. sweat covered his forehead.

Viola, standing aside, occasionally wiped the sweat off Bentley’s forehead with a handkerchief.

“Tweezers.”

Bentley freed up a hand and reached over.

Viola immediately picked up the tweezers and handed them to him.

The intensity of the operation was extremely high, and Bentley seemed to be tireless, controlling the operation instrument steadily.

Looking at his focused appearance, Viola praised Bentley in her heart. Bentley was indeed a genius of surgery as everybody called him.

“Viola, disinfect the apparatus again. We’re about to open the chest. Any minor mistakes could get the patient infected,” Bentley warned with a serious face.

“Alright!”

Viola crisply replied.

Russell stood outside the door, looking at his watch.

The operation had been going on for nearly ten hours, but the two still had not come out of the room.

He was extremely anxious in his heart, but he didn’t dare to rashly enter, afraid that it would interrupt them.

The butler went upstairs and said in a low voice, “Mr. McGraw, there is news from the Falcon family.”

“What did they say?”

Russell frowned, waiting for the answer with interest.

“Mr. Falcon locked Ms. Falcon up. She is not allowed to go out without his orders.” The butler replied respectfully.

Russell snorted, “That’s good. That way, she won’t be able to come to Washington and I’ll have some peaceful days to enjoy.”

He waved his hand, indicating for the butler to leave, and then focused back on the closed doors.

At the Falcon’s place in Salt Lake City.

Rebecca was furious in her room.

“Dad is going too far! How can he lock me in the room and not even let me walk out of this door!”

“Ms. Falcon, don’t be too sad. You are just grounded. You just need to stay at home for a while. It will be over.” The servant came over timidly to comfort her.

“You know nothing! Get the hell out of here!”

Rebecca pulled out all the flowers in the vase and threw them at the servant. “Get lost at once! Don’t annoy me!”

Angry still, she grabbed the vase and smashed it on the ground.

“Ms. Falcon, you can’t do this! This is a crystal vase that Mrs. Falcon brought back from France. It’s priceless. You can’t smash it!”

The servant felt heartbroken looking at the vase with a broken corner, but she didn’t dare to stop Rebecca.

“These things all belong to my family. I can do whatever I want! You are just a servant. How dare you order me? Do you want to be fired?”

Rebecca then pushed down all the cosmetics on the table, causing a crackling sound that wasn’t pleasant to hear.

The servant knew that Rebecca wouldn’t listen to her. So, she shut up and left.

John and Melinda naturally heard the noise that Rebecca had made upstairs. John threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray with a dark face.

“Look at your good daughter!”

“What are you saying?”

Melinda was dissatisfied. “Is she not your daughter? Why do you sound like you have nothing to do with her? Do you

want to get rid of the responsibility?”

“If you hadn’t pampered her all this time, would she have become like this? Now, Russell wants to break off the engapernent. No matter how hard I try, he wouldn’t change his mind. If she continues to act like this, she will destrov the Falcon family!” John was furious.

“You!”

Melinda was just about to retort when Stanley, who came down from upstairs, came out to smooth things over.