True Heiress Returns to Her Unemployed Rich Family (Arabella) novel Chapter 620

"Alright," Alfred agreed.

After saying their goodbyes to Orion, Arabella and Alfred left the hospital.

Settling into the passenger seat, Arabella let out a long breath and rolled her shoulders lightly.

"Long day?" Alfred glanced over, his tone laced with concern.

"Not too bad," she replied, shaking her head.

After a brief hesitation, Alfred asked quietly, "Who got you those documents?"

He'd noticed her making a call right before they entered the hospital—it didn't take much to put two and two together.

"A friend," Arabella answered simply, without elaborating.

Alfred raised an eyebrow. "Keeping things from me now?"

"It's not like that," she said with a faint smile. "You'll meet them someday, when the timing's right."

"Fair enough," Alfred replied, not pushing further, and smoothly changed the subject. "Where to next?"

"The pharma company," Arabella said.

"Sounds good—I'm free today anyway. Might as well check out your place," Alfred said casually.

Arabella smiled. "Let's grab lunch too. I'll see if Frank and Ethan are around and invite them along."

"Works for me."

"I'll give them a call now."

As Alfred drove, Arabella tapped her phone and made the call...

*****

Over at Horizon Corp, Andy switched off the television and turned to Matthew. "Sir, you've rewatched that livestream clip a few times now—something on your mind?"

"Did you catch that voice..." Matthew's eyes narrowed slightly. "Sounded like Tylin."

"Tylin?" Andy frowned. "I didn't see him in the footage."

Matthew's voice was low. "He wasn't on camera, but that was his voice."

Andy paused, thinking it over, before his expression shifted. "Oh—you mean the one who dropped off the documents!"

The person shown had been dressed in nurse's scrubs, so he hadn't thought much of it at the time, just assuming the nurse happened to have a deeper voice.

But now that Matthew mentioned it... it really did sound exactly like Tylin.

"Are you saying Tylin was the one who delivered those papers for Dr. Hamilton—the ones proving she's the legendary healer?" Andy's jaw practically dropped as it dawned on him, feeling like he'd just uncovered a major secret.

He turned slowly to look at Matthew, impressed once again by his boss' sharp eye.

Matthew's gaze was dark and inscrutable, a complex mix of emotions flickering behind his narrowed eyes.

So she was the legendary healer after all...

He remembered their first meeting—she'd looked like any other high school kid back then.

Who would've thought that same young woman was actually Aletta, the figure whispered about in medical circles?

"Hello, Mr. Stewart." Her voice came through, steady and clear.

"Saw the news," Matthew said, his tone even.

"Mhm," Arabella replied, just as casually.

Matthew frowned. "Nothing you want to tell me?"

"You pretty much know everything already," she said. What else did he expect her to say?

Slightly exasperated, Matthew rubbed his forehead. "Why keep your identity under wraps?"

"To avoid unnecessary attention. It never got in the way of treating patients," Arabella explained.

"And now that it's out, won't that bring its own kind of trouble?" Matthew pressed.

"Things didn't go as planned, so I had to roll with it," she said. "But it's fine—I'm on staff at Kindwell now. They'll handle my consultation schedule."

In the end, only the most complex cases would make their way to her. She wouldn't be bothered over minor things.

Seeing she'd already thought things through, Matthew felt a faint sense of relief. "I see."

"Yeah," Arabella said, then asked, "Was that all you called for, Mr. Stewart?"

Matthew paused, his fingers tightening slightly around the phone, though his voice remained composed. "How about lunch?"

"I've already made plans today," Arabella replied, a hint of apology in her tone. "Maybe another time?"

"Plans?" Matthew's brow furrowed. Could it be with Brielle?