The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1207

Austin wiped his face, feeling the weight of it all. What was the use of living another five or six years if you couldn't speak or act freely? It felt pointless.

Conrad, not really noticing Austin's expression, asked again, "Was it your niece who helped Donald recover?"

Austin had already mentioned that the miracle worker was his niece, someone he had never actually met. Pulling himself back to the conversation, Austin offered a wry smile and shook his head. "No, it’s a bit embarrassing for the family, honestly. She refused to help her own grandfather."

Conrad raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised, but he didn't dwell on it. "Are there any other doctors in Riverdale who could have treated Donald?"

Austin looked up, managing a weary smile. "No, Donald got through it on his own."

Conrad found it hard to believe that Donald, given his condition, had survived without assistance. But seeing Austin's serious look, he remarked, "Well, in that case, it’s nothing short of a medical miracle."

Austin shook his head, thinking how he could do without such 'miracles'. Donald's situation only gave the other family branches more excuses to grab for power.

Just then, Austin's phone buzzed in his pocket. He glanced at the screen, noticing it was a call from a senior family member. With a slight frown, he excused himself from Conrad and stepped out of the hospital room to take the call.

A few minutes later, Austin's expression turned stormy. Ending the call quickly, he phoned his assistant. "What's going on? Why are several of our factories being inspected?"

"I don't know. It all happened so fast," his assistant replied, clearly stressed. "I've got people looking into it, but we don't have answers yet. The factories are shut down, and we can't ship out products. If we don't deliver on time, the losses will be... massive."

Gripping his phone tightly, Austin said, "I'll see if I can pull some strings."