Chapter 792 The True Judgment
Standing up, Noah fixed his gaze on Chloe and tilted his head in confusion. "Don''t you want to know
where your child is? Let''s go ask Vanya then."
Chloe gulped and forced herself to calm down. "Okay, let''s go."
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Zoelle sized up the pair, then took the lead. "Let''s go. I''ll report on the results of the treatment as
well."
Chloe blinked and cautiously asked, "Are you nning to leave Docwood?"
"I don''t know yet. Since things are wrapping up on your end, I''m considering where to go next."
Vanya''s illness was no ordinary ailment. It was a chronic intrusion that required careful
management. Complete recovery would take up to three years, during which she would need
constant medication to maintain proper bodily functions. If Zoelle was to apany every patient
throughout their entire treatment, she should switch careers and be a caregiver instead.
On the top floor, Vanya sat in a chair, her gaze fixed on the TV in front of her. Chloe followed her
line of sight to the screen. The TV was ying footage from the red-carpet premiere of a movie Otto
had financed. He stood in the middle of a row of actors and crew members as they took a group
photo.
It was said that Otto''s film investments had been quite sessful in recent years, raking in
substantial profits and enjoying great poprity. Thinking of this Vanya''s eyes zed with anger.
She should be standing right beside Otto, but look at where she was now—one foot into her grave.
"Stop feeling resentful. We saved you, so we''re not your enemies," Zoelle said nonchntly.
Vanya was surprised to see them. She then looked at Noah as if waiting for him to speak.
Emotionlessly, Noah said, "You owe Chloe your life. She has some questions for you, so I hope
you’ll answer her honestly."
A shiver ran through Vanya''s body. Noah''s tone was perfectly calm, but she could discern the threat
in his eyes. It was as if a dagger was poised right at her heart, ready to plunge in with her next
breath, and it chilled her to the core. Although he looked harmless, like an innocent and naive
college student, his ruthlessness was beyond imagination.
Vanya calmed herself and said, "The kid is dead."
Noah lowered his head slightly, satisfied with Vanya''s response. As he turned his head, he put on a
sorry expression and looked at Chloe. "I''m sorry, Coco"
"I don''t believe it. You''re making it up," Chloe firmly denied.
"It''s true. The child died that night at the hospital. We failed to save the baby," Vanya said, a mix of
helplessness and fear in her voice.
"You must be hiding something from me. Tell me the truth right now or I''ll stop your medication!"
"No… I didn''t…"
"Is it Duskfall that''s preventing you from speaking? Tell me honestly and I''ll release you right now.”
Noah’s eyebrows went up as he fixed his gaze on Vanya once more.
Lowering her head, Vanya smiled bitterly. "I''d like to get out of here too, but your child is dead. You
need to ept reality."
Chloe''s eyes welled up with tears. Even though it was just an act, hearing about the child being
dead still caused her a twinge of pain. Chloe carried on with her tirade, but Vanya remained
steadfast in keeping her silence before Noah.
When Zoelle could not bear it any longer, she nudged Noah. "Get Chloe out of here. If this
continues, she might cry herself into shock."
Noah nodded and patted Chloe''s shoulder, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Okay, it’s time to leave.
Your eyes are all swollen."
Chloe exhaled a disappointed sigh. She kept her head low as her footsteps faltered while she went
down the stairs. Meanwhile, Vanya remained tense. She stared fixedly at Noah, preparing to face
the true judgment. Though it looked like she was on Noah''s side, she could not tell if he had noticed
anything.