He Waited She Wilted (Ottilie and Yorath) novel Chapter 313

"Nyssa, we're both smart people. Let's drop the fake sincerity routine. I'm exhausted."

After delivering that line, Jevon didn't say another word.

Nyssa also kept her mouth shut.

As far as she was concerned, if she could stay on friendly terms with Jevon's circle, great.

If not, it didn't matter. She was already out of the company anyway.

The elevator arrived at the ICU floor.

Yorath and Director Zouch were already waiting outside the double doors.

The moment Yorath saw Nyssa, he demanded, "Where's the medicine?"

Nyssa smirked. "In such a rush? It seems Ms. Sewell is seriously ill."

She reached out a slender hand, took the cooler from Kendrick, and handed it to Yorath.

"Yorath, this is life-saving medicine. Hold onto it tightly. If you drop it, it's gone for good."

Yorath took it and flipped the lid open. Inside the chilled container rested a single vial.

"Why is there only one?"

"The contract termination process takes seven days," Nyssa replied smoothly. "One vial a day. Miss a single dose, and Ms. Sewell will never recover."

"Why are you all looking at me like that? I paid real money for this, so of course I have to leave myself an out. Otherwise, if her illness is cured before the contract process is fully legally finalized and you decide to back out, where would that leave me?"

"Besides, if I didn't happen to know a doctor who had this exact cure, Ms. Sewell's fate would be entirely up to chance."

Yorath snapped the cooler shut and shoved it into Elian's hands. "Go administer this to her."

Elian grabbed the vial and hurried into the isolation room.

The rest of them stood in the observation area, watching as Elian injected the medication into Ottilie's IV line.

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