Chapter 20

Palmer hung around Sexton for a bit before getting up and walking out of the ward.

Outside the ward, Yvonne was practically drooling over Palmer.

“Palmy, how about we grab dinner together? I know this killer spot downtown that’s just perfect. for couples–super romantic. I have always wanted to go there with you.

Palmer didn’t even give her a glance, his profile cold as ice, untouched by the world, his eyes sparkling like diamonds.

“Beat it.”

The bodyguards kept Yvonne at bay, preventing her from getting any closer to Palmer.

Yvonne was stamping her feet in frustration!

Once Palmer realizes how awesome she is, he’s bound to fall for her!

He must have kicked her out because he’s clueless about their engagement.

After some thought, Yvonne dialed a number on her cellphone.

“Hello, I’d like to add a trending topic on Twitter, about the Schnabel family and the Pollack family’s engagement!”

Palmer sat in the doctor’s office, pondering over Sexton’s poisoning incident.

Calvin came jogging in, his forehead slick with sweat.

“Mr. Pollack, I’ve looked over Sexton’s prescription; there’s nothing wrong with it, but someone. switched up some of the meds he was taking. I’ve checked his health, and the surgery was a success! Thankfully, whoever operated on him was a real pro; it looks like the work of a master!”

Palmer eased up a bit and asked, “A master? Yvonne claimed she did the surgery.”

Calvin swore in exasperation.

“Fat chance, I had her in class just yesterday, and she couldn’t even tell different surgical blades apart. And she’s supposed to perform surgery? The person who operated on Sexton is clearly an expert, a genius even! It kinda reminds me of Ulrich’s technique.”

Palmer nodded.

“Thanks, Professor Calvin, for looking after my grandfather.”

“That’s my job. Gonna make my rounds now.”

Calvin couldn’t stop thinking about the wound he’d seen as it was stitched up so beautifully!

If it weren’t for Sexton’s high–profile status, he’d have taken a photo to study it.

well–known prodigy in the medical field, and also Marcel’s grandson. If he happened

was in Marcel’s room

post–surgery, mistaking the

walked in with a phone, whispering, “Boss, Ms. Schnabel has bought a trending topic about you.

out a shriek

was the engagement

pointing out that

comments quoting Beckett from an event, “I, Beckett, only have one sister, and

section was covertly gorging on the drama.

was like a tale of a mogul and a princess in

the perfect lady, a

crowd’s buzzing–when’s

secretary was

don’t have your photo, Mr.

her marbles? Posting so many edited pictures of herself, she doesn’t look anything like that!”

a cold smirk, his whole being exuding a frosty

him were aware that he was

sharp, icy glint flashed in

spoke icily, “Scrub the post, find out who’s behind this, bankrupt

“Right away!”

gifts for

Ms. Schnabel’s reminder jog your memory about your engagement, and now

Ms. Schnabel, and

If Mr. Pollack was going to propose, he

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Chap 20

just now. After buying such a crazy trending topic,

was silent. Right, Palmer did

what are you up to then, Mr.

air of nobility, Palmer spoke calmly. “One’s for Ulrich to thank him for saving Grandpa. the other’s for the Schnabel parents–I’m calling off the

almost bit his own

grandfather has just come around, and you’re calling off the engagement? If he finds out, won’t he have a relapse from the

the dalt one. With Ms. Schnabel acting like this, buying that nutty trending

daughter, Elara, currently doing

took the iPad.

face, Elara, in a lab coat holding a test tube. seemingly at peace with

another daughter, and she’s a genius at that, a postdoc at 18, an honorary fellow at the Harmonia Country Science Research Institute–now there’s the true daughter of the Schnabel family!”

you canceling the engagement with

silent. He didn’t have an engagement with every Ms. Schnabel

got an engagement with the Schnabel family, not some Ms. Schnabel. Get the break–up gift ready, and I’m going to call it quits

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