Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 251

Butler Tanner cleared his throat, a quiet warning for Molly to watch her tone.

He'd known for years that Molly had a soft spot—more like an obsession—for Mr. Andres. But in Andres's eyes, Molly barely registered.

Besides, Andres had already brought the girl he liked into the house. For Molly to keep trying to wedge herself into the cracks now wasn't bold—it was shameless.

Maeve Vance flicked a glance at Molly, then turned to Andres White. "Is she the doctor here, or a maid?"

Molly hadn't expected this woman named Maeve to be so blatantly unpleasant.

"I'm not a doctor."

Maeve arched a brow. "Then you're a maid."

Molly almost choked on her anger. She opened her mouth to defend herself, but Andres cut in before she could get a word out.

"Her name is Molly," he said coolly. "She's the daughter of one of our household staff."

Andres wasn't making it up.

Molly's mother had retired due to health issues, yes—but before that, she really had worked at White Manor.

Maeve's expression cleared. "Ah. The maid's daughter."

Butler Tanner had to bite back a laugh.

No wonder Andres had taken a liking to this girl. She wasn't ordinary.

Molly couldn't believe that after everything she'd accomplished—after becoming a heavyweight in the business world—she was being reduced to "the maid's daughter".

Even if her mother had once worked for the Whites, she hadn't been some faceless servant. She'd had rank, responsibility, a voice in the household.

Who did this girl think she was, talking down to her like that?

Maeve didn't care what Molly was stewing over. She was focused on the problem in front of them.

"Whether biosciences and medicine overlap isn't the point. The point is solving what's happening right now—fast."

She looked to Dr. Foster. "What's the current treatment plan?"

"When the kidneys can't clear the toxins, the immune system collapses."

"Mrs. White's persistent high fever is because her body's functions are shutting down across the board."

"Yes, amputating both legs might keep her alive in the short term. But afterward she'll face indefinite medication dependence."

"Medicine can save you, and it can destroy you too. Everyone here understands that."

"Based on her current state, if you amputate… she has, at most, five years."

Butler Tanner blurted, "That's impossible."

Andres's face tightened. "My mother is barely in her early fifties."

At that age, she shouldn't be bargaining with death.

Dr. Foster frowned hard. "Miss Vance, I agree with some of what you're saying. But I don't agree with your decision to preserve her legs."

"We would love to keep them. But look at her."