The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1358

Neera was surprised. “How did you know?”

Levi could tell that his guess was correct.

“The rumors are spreading like wildfire in Kingsview. It's said that Mr. Frederic collapsed at the company, was rushed to the hospital, and is still unconscious. It seems to be true. There are speculations online about what happened to Mr. Frederic, and Mr. Beauvort hasn't been seen for a while, so people are talking a lot. You can imagine the various gossip, mostly unfavorable to Beauvort Group.”

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Neera could guess that it was probably all kinds of unfavorable rumors about Beauvort Group.

Her eyes darkened slightly. After a moment of silence, she said, “Mr. Frederic has some issues with his heart, but the situation isn't as pessimistic as it seems. He needs a heart transplant, which is why I asked for your help.”

Levi nodded. “I see. Don't worry, I'll inquire around and try to be of assistance.”

After their conversation, Neera didn't linger. She left the company and went home.

Levi escorted her downstairs, and just before she got into the car, he suddenly called out, “Neera.”

Neera, halfway through opening the car door, turned to look at him, puzzled. “Yes?”

Levi pressed his lips together, then suddenly smiled, a genuine smile from the heart.

“I wish you a happy and lasting marriage.”

Neera blinked and also smiled, radiant and charming. “Thank you. I also hope you find the person destined for you soon.”

Levi's expression shifted into one of exhaustion. “I don't know if I'll have that chance in my lifetime, or if I'll be that lucky...”

“Don't talk nonsense. Of course, you have a chance.” Neera raised an eyebrow. “You're a good person; there's surely someone better waiting for you ahead.”

Watching the car drive away, Levi wore a bitter smile.

Who could possibly be better than her?

But there was no way around it. She didn't belong to him, and even if his love was deep, it didn't matter.

It was better to let go without hesitating and stop tormenting himself.

The moment he voiced it, he truly felt a significant weight lifted from his shoulders.

“Well, being friends is good too, as long as she's happy,” he muttered softly.

Looking up at the sky, a wistful smile played on his lips. With a swift turn, he walked back into the company.

Meanwhile, Jean went to the company.

“Joseph.” He nodded and greeted when he saw Joseph. “I've been away for a while. Thank you for your hard work.”

Joseph, who was reviewing stacks of documents, put down his pen and walked around the desk upon seeing Jean.

“Jean, you're back. Skip the formalities. I'm here to help. Have you visited Dad at the hospital?”

“Yeah.” Jean nodded, taking a seat across from Joseph. “He's still in the intensive care unit, and he hasn't stabilized yet.”

Joseph sighed deeply, his expression turning serious. “Dad's heart must have been bothering him for a while, but he kept it to himself. Coupled with some recent stress, he just couldn't hold on.”

Concerned about the situation at the hospital, he asked, “Did you talk to the doctors? How long until he's out of danger?”

Jean pursed his lips and provided the details of Frederic's condition.

As soon as Joseph heard that a heart transplant was needed, his face turned paler.

“Is it that serious? A heart transplant... Isn't that very risky? What's the success rate?”

“Neera didn't specify, but she mentioned that it's best to have the heart ready within a week and perform the surgery as soon as possible. According to her, doing it early increases the chances of success and leads to better recovery. If she's confident enough to say that, I believe her.”

Joseph was aware of Neera's medical skills and had great trust in her.

“With Neera around, we can feel more at ease. Has the heart been secured?”

Jean shook his head. “The hospital contacted major medical centers immediately, but they haven't found a suitable match yet. I've instructed Ian to search as well. At the moment, all we can do is wait.”

Joseph understood the situation and sighed with a troubled expression.

“Dad, knowing he had a heart problem, didn't seek proper treatment, and instead, kept it to himself, even hiding it from his family.”

On the other side of the table, Jean's eyes darkened, and his gaze became somewhat complex.

He recalled the last time Frederic was hospitalized after a car accident. If he hadn't been in such a hurry to leave and had taken the time to give Frederic a thorough examination, would things have not deteriorated to this point? Did he neglect his parents too much?

Seeing him silent for a long time, Joseph understood that he was feeling uneasy and sighed, offering comfort.

“All right, Jean, don't blame yourself. Dad is stubborn, and he will definitely get through this.”

After a while, Jean uttered a quiet “yes.”

After some time, Joseph brought up the rumors circulating outside.

“Should we release a statement about Dad's current situation?”

Jean thought for a moment and replied, “No need. This is a family matter, and I'll have someone manage the comments from the outsiders.”

“What about the shareholders? Some are already inquiring.”

“For the shareholders, let's address it. We can convene a shareholder meeting, but assure them that this matter won't affect the company's operations. They don't need to panic.”

Finishing his thoughts, he looked at Joseph. “Joseph, I'll rely on you to handle things at the company for now.”

“Come on, Jean, between brothers, what are you saying? You've been busy searching for a replacement heart these days. Don't worry about anything else. I've got this. If you need anything, contact me anytime. I'll find time to visit Frederic at the hospital. By the way, how is Aunt Wrenn holding up?”

Jean pressed his lips together. “She feels a lot of guilt and is heartbroken, but she's coping.”

“That's good. Tell her not to be too sad. I believe that Dad will get better.”