The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 392

The Charles de Rothschild estate.

The morning sun poured through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, draping the polished hardwood floors in a warm, golden glow. Outside in the sprawling gardens, the fountain sparkled in the light while a few doves strolled lazily across the manicured lawn.

Evelyn Sullivan opened her eyes and glanced at the bedside clock.

Nine-thirty.

She blinked in surprise, then let out a helpless smile.

For the past two nights, her sleep had been restless, tossing and turning until two or three in the morning. It was likely due to her pregnancy—her body was adapting, throwing her sleep cycle into chaos.

She sat up, slipped into a silk robe, and walked over to the grand oak desk.

A sleek laptop and a tablet were already set up. She picked up the tablet and tapped into the secure video conference software.

Five windows immediately populated the screen.

The first window displayed a Caucasian man in his sixties wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his hair silver but his demeanor sharp and energetic. It was Professor Hans Weber from Heidelberg University, a titan in European oncology.

"Good morning, Evelyn," he said in English, his tone warm.

Evelyn nodded. "Good morning, Professor Weber."

The second window showed an Asian woman in her forties wearing a pristine lab coat, standing in a high-tech laboratory. It was Dr. Katherine Hayes, a lead researcher at Oxford University who had made monumental breakthroughs in targeted lung cancer therapies.

"Dr. Sullivan, you're looking radiant," she smiled.