My Cold Ex-Wife Refused to Move On novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71 Brewing Storms

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“He’s actually a celebrity. They said he got injured during a commercial performance, fell off the stage.

“What?!” Blanc couldn’t believe it. He hurriedly pulled out his phone to check. After a bit of searching, he found the information. “Fenon International… the Fred family’s company? They’re one of the biggest players in entertainment! I can’t believe it’s one of their artists!”

Fenon International?

Lemon’s company?

Chase had never paid much attention to the entertainment industry. He hardly recognized any celebrities. Blanc, still talking, handed him the phone.

Chase stepped out into the hall to make a call.

The line connected quickly. Through the receiver, he could hear the sound of wind–Lemon was outside somewhere. After saying a few words to the people around her, her tone turned cold, and after a few seconds, she finally spoke.

“Chase, I was just about to call you. One of our artists got hurt and was rushed to your hospital. The orthopedic team’s already started surgery. It’ll take all night–won’t finish until dawn.”

Lemon made a hand signal to the people near her, sending them off to patrol the event grounds.

“I have a feeling the Harrison family is behind this. This was supposed to be a small jewelry showcase, part of our collaboration with Quinn Group. We were only displaying previous high- end pieces. This venue’s been hosting events for over a decade without a single accident. So why now, and why us?”

“Does Wendy know?” Chase asked.

“She’s on her way here now. How’s the patient?” Lemon asked, voice tight.

The injured celebrity’s status wasn’t small. News had already exploded online. Quinn Group and Fenon International’s PR teams were scrambling to handle it, but before they even got started, the Harrison family had already deployed online trolls. Negative comments flooded the internet, burying any attempts at damage control.

“For now, it’s hard to say. He was still conscious when brought in. My department’s handling the final stage of surgery. You guys should brace yourselves–and be careful.”

“Got it. Thanks for everything. Whatever happens… he needs to make it through alive.”

Tll do my best.”

As a doctor, Chase would do everything he could to save a life. But sometimes, even that wasn’t enough

9:24 PM

Chapter 71 Brewing Storms

After hanging up, he immediately called Wendy.

She picked up in seconds.

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“You heard already? Bernard–the new orthopedic head–is my person. You two should work well together. Remember to rest when you can. A surgery lasting more than ten hours… don’t exhaust yourself. And whatever happens, try to keep the patient alive.”

Her voice was calm–cold, even.

Whenever things got serious, Wendy’s default was to stay detached.

“I know,” Chase said. “You’re heading to Lemon?”

“Yeah. If this really ties back to the Harrison family, we’ll need evidence first. Waylon’s already here. It’s officially a major criminal case. You’ll probably finish surgery by early morning? I’ll send someone to pick you up.”

The surgery lasted over ten hours.

By the time Chase finally stepped out of the operating room, his scrubs were soaked through with sweat, and he nearly blacked out. A nurse had to steady him.

Two people stood by the OR doors–an agent and an assistant. Both rushed over the moment they saw him.

“Mr. Chase, how’s Avery doing?”

The injured artist’s name was Avery. Chase hadn’t paid much attention when looking at the charts. earlier. Blanc had been the one who pulled up his photos online.

“For now, his condition is stable. We’ll know more after he regains consciousness. His lungs were damaged, so recovery will take time. We’ll finalize the treatment plan after a full evaluation. No immediate danger for now. He’ll be moved to ICU soon-

Soon–one of you can stay and keep watch.

The agent sent the assistant to handle the admission paperwork.

After signing some forms, Chase changed out of his scrubs and beaded outside with the agent.

“My boss said to have a driver ready to take you over, the agent said as they walked. “They’re still at the event venue. Ms. Lemon’s brother is there too.”

Chase glanced at the time.

He’d been on his feet from afternoon to dawn. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, dizziness crept in. He didn’t argue, just quietly followed.

As they reached the car, Chase asked, “I heard rumors the Harrison family might be involved. Why are you all so sure?”