Chapter 747

Chapter 747:

Startled by Coyle’s furious eruption, the doctor hurriedly stepped back, gesturing for the nurse to follow him out. Nearby, Coyle’s assistant stood frozen, trembling silently, afraid to even breathe loudly.

Chest heaving, Coyle glared at the assistant, his eyes seething with rage.

“What are you standing around for?” he snarled viciously. “Find another doctor! The best there is! If no one in Jazmah can help, search overseas—spare no expense! Do whatever it takes to heal me!”

The mere thought of permanent disability was utterly unacceptable.

The assistant jolted awake from his stupor, nodding vigorously. “Yes, sir! I’ll take care of it immediately!”

He was already turning toward the door when Coyle suddenly remembered something and sharply halted him.

“Wait!”

The assistant froze mid-step, quickly turning back with a submissive bow, awaiting further instructions.

Coyle’s voice lowered, becoming hoarse and thick with bitterness. “Where is Sadie? That damned woman—where is she now?”

All of this suffering—this humiliation—was because of her!

The assistant’s forehead was slick with anxious perspiration. He shifted nervously, eyes darting everywhere except toward Coyle’s fierce gaze.

After an agonizing pause, he finally spoke, choosing his words cautiously. “Sir… Ms. Hudson returned to the company this morning. They held a grand ceremony to welcome her back.”

He hesitated, swallowing hard before continuing. “I’ve heard representatives from Mr. Noel’s Burgess Group visited personally, eager to renew their partnership with Wall Group.”

His voice dwindled to barely a whisper, his eyes anxiously flicking toward Coyle’s darkening expression. He wished desperately to stop there, but the words spilled uncontrollably from his mouth. “And Ms. Hudson immediately removed everyone you’d positioned within various departments. Not a single person was spared.”

That final revelation was too much—it shattered the last remnants of Coyle’s fragile composure. His carefully orchestrated schemes, dismantled so effortlessly?

Fury and despair surged together, rising uncontrollably, leaving a metallic bitterness in his throat. Coyle’s vision blurred, his pulse thundered wildly, and suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes widened with shock, fixating numbly on the blank white ceiling.

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“Sadie Hudson!” he hissed, his voice strangled with venom, his body convulsing violently, foam forming at the corners of his mouth as consciousness slipped away.

The assistant watched, horrified, his face ghostly pale. He rushed frantically to Coyle’s bedside, panic evident as he saw the spasms overtaking his boss.

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