Chapter 422


    Xara would not miss out on Jacob’s growth.


    “Xara, it’s not toote to make amends now. I’ll be waiting for you here,” Esther said.


    “Okay.”


    Upon ending the call, Xara promptly sought out Kevin, the director of the Warner Group’s private


    hospital


    “Mr de, I am submitting my resignation letter,” she dered


    Kevin received the letter and casually discarded it into the trash.


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    “Not approved.”


    Xara did not argue with Kevin She simply said, “Mr de, the employment agreement i signed allows


    me to resign whenever I choose I’llpile patient information under my care tonight and forward it to


    your email. You can then transfer the data to my sessor.”


    Xara’s urgency surprised Kevin. Baffled, he asked, “Dr. Sadler, what prompted this sudden decision to


    resign?”


    “My son is sick. I need to go back and be with him,” she replied.


    Kevin eximed, “You’re married? And you even have a son?”


    “Yes.”


    Kevin’s gaze scanned Xara skeptically, struggling to ept the truth. He cautiously asked, “Dr. Sadler,


    you’re not lying to me, are you?”


    “I became a parent at a rather young age,” Zara stated in a distant tone. She then added, “I’m leaving ”


    After Xara left, Kevin logged into the hospital’s official website and searched for Kara’s personal


    information. As he observed her extensive work history, he pondered the reason behind her frequent


    job changes. How could her turnover rate be so high?


    Kevin’s phone rang suddenly. While engrossed in theputer’s information, he answered the call,


    inquiring, “Kevin speaking, who’s this?”


    “It’s me,” came Bradley’s cold voice, tinged with arrogance. He sneered. “Kevin, guess what I’ve just


    received?”


    Kevin, lost in thought, replied absentmindedly, “Could it be the court date for your divorcewsuit with


    Esther?”


    “Sharp as ever.” Bradley nonchntly tossed the documents in his grasp onto the desk “I don’t have


    Esther’s contact information, but you probably do. Convey that I ept her divorce proposal, though


    I’m intrigued to witness any judge audacious enough to approve it!”


    Rubbing his throbbing temples, Kevin felt a headacheing on. He said, helpless, “Bradley, 1 don’t


    have Esther’s contact information either.”


    “Don’t you?” Bradley’s reply was cold.


    Kevin chuckled self-deprecatingly, saying, “In Esther’s view, I’m practically your aplice. She


    wouldn’t think to reach out to me.”


    “Hah!” Bradley’s scowl was chilling. “She thinks she can do whatever she wants with the Quills


    ‘backing?”


    Upon hearing Bradley’s snicker, Kevin couldn’t help but shake his head, sighing softly. Bradley, have


    you ever asked yourself what feelings you have for Esther? Do you hate her or love her?”


    “Are you out of your mind?” Bradley’s tone grew intense. “Love her? Is she even deserving?” “So, you


    hate her then?” Kevin picked up a pen and wrote “love” and “hate” on a notepad. You hate her because


    you believe she pulled Grandpa Thomas’ oxygen mask, but as far as 1 know, she’s been denying it.


    She insists it was Liliane who did it…”


    Bradley’s eyes glinted with sinister coldness as he caressed the photo frame containing Esther’s


    beautiful smiling face. “Do you actually believe her excuses?” he asked. “I used to be too merciful. This


    time, I’ll personally clip off her wings.


    Before he could finish his sentence, his secretary knocked on the door, her face pale and anxious.


    Bradley raised an eyebrow indifferently. “What’s the matter?”


    “Mr. Warner, Mrs. Warner is on the foreign news program, ‘Frontline Scoop”!”