Substitute Wife, Genius CEO novel Chapter 409

Driven by a guilty conscience upon hearing that Misty Lane had woken up, Lilith panicked, and the sharp kitchen knife sliced deep into her finger.

A sharp cry escaped her lips. She dropped the knife with a clatter and looked down. The cut was deep, her fingertips already painted crimson with blood.

She had originally planned to give herself a tiny nick to win Xavier's sympathy.

She never expected to slice it this deep.

The maid gasped and hurried over to help bandage the wound. Seeing Lilith's deeply troubled expression, the maid tried to comfort her. "It's okay, ma'am. I'll be extra careful with the cooking from here on out. I'll avoid ginger and soy sauce so it won't leave a scar."

Lilith was completely zoned out, not hearing a single word the maid said. Her mind was entirely consumed by her assistant's terrifying update.

That actress who jumped off the building, Misty Lane, was awake!

She had actually woken up!

Although Misty was mentally unstable, psychiatric conditions could be treated. Miles Sutton had the resources to hire the world's most elite neurologists.

Which meant he could also hire the absolute best psychiatrists.

There was already a living precedent—Xander was the perfect example!

After almost eight years, everyone assumed Xander was a lost cause, yet in a cruel twist of fate, he had opened his eyes!

And on the very day of the clan meeting, no less.

Leo Vance's name was still on the family registry, while her own two sons hadn't been added yet!

If Xander hadn't been a vegetable for eight years, she would have genuinely suspected he and Summer had conspired together.

Otherwise, how could the timing be so flawless?

Why did it have to be that exact day?!

The more she thought about it, the more enraged she became. In that moment, Lilith struggled to suppress her violent urge to destroy something, but she managed to force it down.

However, holding it in twisted her features into a grotesque, terrifying sneer.

The maid assumed she had bandaged the wound too tightly and hurt Lilith, causing her to hold her breath in sheer terror.

Lilith retreated to her bedroom and ordered her assistant to contact the young nurse for an update, desperate to know if Misty's mind was lucid or shattered.

The assistant complied and immediately contacted the nurse.

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Seeing the incoming call, the young nurse didn't answer immediately. Instead, she looked up at Miles Sutton.

Miles nodded. The nurse accepted the call and put it on speakerphone.

"How is her mental state? Is she lucid?"

The nurse nodded. "She seems very clear-headed. Mr. Sutton brought in top-tier psychiatric experts to run diagnostics and treatment on her."

"What did she say after waking up?"

"I was changing shifts, so I wasn't in the room. Mr. Sutton just happened to be visiting her. I have no idea what she told him, but right after, Mr. Sutton called the police."

"Miles Sutton called the police?!"

"Yeah, just now. If you hadn't called, I would have called you."

Learning that Miles had involved the police drained all the color from Lilith's face. One disaster after another—were they trying to drive her to the grave?

Lilith frantically tried to retrace her steps and evaluate her exact involvement in the conspiracy.

Fortunately, she had never confronted Misty directly. Her assistant had handled all the dirty work, and even the phone number used to contact the nurse was an untraceable burner bought off the black market.

There should be no way to trace it back to them.

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