My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 295

Chapter 295: The quack doctor?

"We found him a perfect match."

Ashley’s brows rose as she instinctively glanced at her screen, waiting for Omen to drop a message. She had only asked Omen to do one thing, and that was to find a compatible match for Lucian. Of course, she hadn’t given him any details.

Just before Ashley answered Gustav, her phone vibrated once more. She glanced at it and saw Doctor Wesley’s contact name.

"We should—"

CLACK.

Ashley hung up on Gustav without a word and answered the incoming call.

"Doctor Wesley."

Doctor Wesley, who was on the other side of the line, almost flinched upon hearing her calm voice.

"Madam, we found a match for the master. It’s almost a perfect match, and it’s the highest compatibility we’ve found," he said. "I’ll schedule the transplant as soon as possible."

Ashley tightened her grip around her phone.

This should have made her happy. It should have given her hope.

But somehow, somewhere in her heart, she felt the opposite.

Perhaps it was because she had seen Lucian after the transplant, assuming her guess about her previous life was correct.

Or...

Was it because this simply felt wrong?

"Doctor Wesley," she called. "Who told you this?"

"Madam?"

"Who found the donor?"

For a second, Doctor Wesley looked confused, but he still answered.

"The hospital."

"I see." She nodded. "Let me know the earliest operation schedule available."

"Yes, Madam."

Having said that, Ashley hung up without another word.

Then, she dialed Gustav’s number, and surprisingly, he answered almost immediately.

"I was calling—"

"Where did you get the news about this donor?" She asked, cutting him off once again.

Gustav frowned. He almost replied with, Does it matter?

But he held his tongue and answered properly.

"Our men, who had been searching for a donor, called," he explained. "They said they found someone who was a perfect match."

"The catch?" she asked with an arched brow, knowing Gustav’s men had likely taken drastic measures to receive such news so quickly.

Gustav had hoped she wouldn’t ask, but since she did, he had to tell her.

"The donor is still... alive."

"..."

"Don’t bother with that for now," he said. "What matters more right now is the master. If you said we’re on the same page, this shouldn’t bother you."

"I never said it bothered me," she replied. "I’m just wondering about one thing."

Ashley spun her chair slightly as she thought for a moment.

One thing she promised herself today was that she would not make the same mistake again.

She would not ignore the signs the moment they appeared.

Earning her place in Dominion was important.

But Lucian’s survival mattered too.

"Gustav, have you contacted Doctor Wesley about this?" she asked, raising a brow.

"Why are you asking?" he blurted out, only to bite his tongue almost immediately in realization. "I mean—not yet. I called because you mentioned you wanted to be notified first."

Gustav almost rolled his eyes at himself as he internally cringed.

He wasn’t used to this.

Talking to her about important matters, or even following her instructions.

Still, he had to admit that the second he agreed with her, he naturally started keeping every word and order she said in mind.

"Besides, Doctor Wesley isn’t completely part of Dominion," he added. "He worked for the master. So he’d probably have some moral dilemma if he found out about this."

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