Chapter 73
Beatrice listened to her dad yell, and her body turned cold. Her legs went weak, and she knelt on
the ground with a thud.
“ir, I’m so sorry… I’m sorry, I was wrong…”
ir did not give her a chance to plead for mercy. He directly dialed the inte and had security
take her away.
Afterward, Amos walked in.
“Master ir, Ms. Jefferson left.”
As ir ran out, Mable entered the elevator.
He frowned and picked up his phone to call her. However, he was redirected to the voicemail as she
was on a call.
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Mable left Fowler Enterprise and called Ethan to meet up.
Ethan handed her a folder when she arrived at the agreed-upon cafe.
“I made a fake blood test report of a healthy person and switched yours with it. No one noticed.”
Mable took the document. “Thanks.”
“You’re wee.”
Ethan adjusted his sses and looked at the document in her hand. “Professor Jefferson, I looked
at your report when I switched it.”
Mable knew he would definitely have seen the content when he switched her blood test report.
What was in her blood could not be hidden from him.
Mable looked seriously at Ethan. “Dr. Miller, please keep my secret.”
Ethan frowned slightly and asked her in confusion, “I don’t understand. Anemia is just a small
problem. Why hide it from Master ir?”
“...Anemia?”
Mable was baffled.
She opened the folder and took a look at the blood test report. She widened her eyes when she
nced at thest few rows of data.
‘This isn’t right!’
She was well aware of her body condition. Apart from the thing in her blood, she was healthy and
did not have anemia.
Hence…
There was something wrong with this blood test report!
“Are you sure you didn’t get the wrong report?” Mable looked at Ethan.
Ethan shook his head. “It can’t be. The delivery time and information are all correct, and there’s also
a marking on the report because the dean personally sent it to theb.”
Mable looked at the report and frowned.
She was sure this was not her blood sample.
Since Ethan did not get the wrong one, could the staff in theb have mixed up the blood samples?
If that was the case, the mistake ended up helping her.
Ethan looked at Mable and asked, “Professor Jefferson, is… something wrong with the blood test
report?”
Mable returned the report to the file bag. “Nothing. I just didn’t think I would be anemic.”
Ethan fell silent before he said, “When you have time, you shoulde to the hospital for a full
body checkup.”
As a doctor, he knew Mable’s conditionst night was not a minor problem.
Mable smiled. “Don’t worry, Dr. Miller. I’m fine. Don’t forget that I’m also a doctor.”
Ethan wanted to say something else but hesitated.
Based on Mable’s conditionst night, there must be something wrong.
Nheless, since she was not willing to talk about it, Ethan did not pursue it further.
At this time, Mable’s phone rang.
It was ir.
She hung up and did not answer.
Ethan saw the caller ID. He hesitated before asking, “Professor Jefferson, are you and Master
ir…?”
Mable answered indifferently, “Oh, he’s my ex-husband.”
Stunned, Ethan came to a sudden realization. “I see… So you’re his secret wife of two years.”
He had heard people in Richworth talk about ir’s secret marriage. At that time, rumor had it that
his wife was nothing more than someone he used to deal with his family’s urging for marriage.
Mable smiled faintly. She recalled how ir treated her and was upset.
Ethan had something else to do in the afternoon, so he returned to the hospital first.
Mable sat alone in the cafe for a while.
She stared at the report. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was off.
‘Could Rahman have done it?’
With that thought in mind, she called Rahman right away.
The call went through after a few seconds.
“Mabes, don’t you know there’s a 12-hour time difference between Dond and Monafett?! I just fell
asleep!!!”
Mable cleared her throat and said, “I’m sorry, but I have something urgent to ask.”