Chapter 483


    "Does she like Mr. Lucero?" This was the question that Arabe was most concerned about.


    Morgan nodded. "Yes, she likes him a lot. Ever since Ken left Faykarta all these years, she has been


    waiting for him toe back. No matter what kind of person Ken is, she still loves him persistently."


    Arabe felt that this was the answer she wanted. This girl was very good and she should be happy.


    But when she raised her lips,rge tears still fell.


    Suddenly, sheughed and cried like a fool.


    Morgan got into the car, and several jeeps sped away, slowly disappearing from sight along with


    Keh.


    Arabe stood in ce, watching the jeeps leave, getting farther and farther away. She reached out


    and covered her face with her small hand, hot tears streaming through her fingertips.


    She slowly crouched down, and her delicate body was curled up into a ball. She cried uncontrobly,


    unable to control herself. Mr. Lucero, goodbye, never meet again.


    At this moment, Arabe was like an abandoned child.


    ...


    After waiting for a while, Alma reached out to support Arabe, and her face was filled with pity. "Ms.


    Snyder, let''s go back inside. It''s cold out here."


    Just as her hand touched Arabe, Arabe copsed into Alma''s arms.


    Alma was shocked. "Ms. Snyder! Ms. Snyder, what''s wrong with you?"


    Arabe was a doctor, and she knew that she was done for. The toxins had already invaded her


    bloodstream, and she had one foot in the door of death.


    But she didn''t want to die.


    Arabe looked back at her short life. In fact, there were still many things she hadn''t done. First of all,


    she wasn''t a good daughter. She felt guilty towards her mother.


    Arabe suddenly remembered the treasure chest at Mr. Gilbert''s office, the one left behind by her


    mother.


    "Alma, I want to go to Confidential Medical Institute. Take me to see Mr. Gilbert right away!" Arabe


    tightly grabbed Alma''s hand.


    Alma nodded. "Alright, Ms. Snyder, we''ll go now."


    ...


    A ck chauffeur-driven car sped along the road, heading towards the direction of Confidential Medical


    Institute.


    Alma was driving, while Arabe sat in the back seat, apanied by several maids who took care of


    her daily needs.


    "Alma, there''s a car following us from behind!"


    Alma nced at the rearview mirror and indeed saw a car trailing behind them.


    Alma curled her lips contemptuously. "Take care of Ms. Snyder, I''ll shake them off!"


    After saying that, Alma stepped on the gas pedal, elerated, changednes, and the ck car


    smoothly merged into the traffic, disappearing at a major intersection.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    The traffic light turned red, and the car behind them mmed on the brakes. The screeching sound


    was piercing to the ears. The person in the driver''s seat quickly took out his phone and made a call.


    "Hello, sir, we lost them. The woman apanying Ms. Snyder is extremely vignt and skilled. They


    are definitely not ordinary people."


    Soon, Morgan''s deep voice came from the other end. "What about the vige?"


    "When the ck car drove out, they all evacuated. The vige is now empty."