Chapter 493 Retrieving the Watch

Veronica’s eyes brightened with hope. “Is it my husband? Have my two sons come to see me?”

The doctor patiently reassured her, saying, “You will find out once you go out and see for yourself.”

Eagerly, Veronica hurriedly got out of bed, hastily getting dressed and vigorously combing her hair in front of the glass window. She adjusted her hospital gown, tying a pair of long johns around her waist and securing the loose gown. In her mind, she believed she looked incredibly fashionable and nodded with satisfaction.

In the reception room, Veronica’s wish came true as she spotted Anthony. Overjoyed, she rushed toward him, exclaiming, “Darling, you’ve come to see me!”

However, Charlie intercepted her path, coming to a halt in front of her.

Veronica’s mood suddenly soured, and she scolded, “Who do you think you are? How dare you block my way! If you don’t watch out, I’ll have my husband deal with you!”

Charlie glanced at Anthony, seeking his guidance.

Anthony nonchalantly instructed, “Let her pass,”

Charlie appeared perplexed. Given Veronica’s current state, retrieving the watch would prove challenging.

However, he reassured himself that money had a way of resolving difficulties. If Veronica refused to cooperate, he could persuade the doctor to administer a sedative before searching for the watch.

Veronica felt a surge of satisfaction as Charlie stepped aside. Being a member of the Crawford family, she expected to be treated with respect, just as it should be.

With a bashful demeanor, Veronica approached Anthony and softly addressed him, “Darling…”

Anthony raised his hand, placing a talisman on her forehead.

Veronica’s eyes widened in astonishment.

Charlie opened his mouth but found himself momentarily speechless.

Even the doctor displayed skepticism and astonishment.

How could Mr. Anthony engage in such mystical practices? Could it possibly be effective? It seemed too mysterious to comprehend…

The doctor wondered if it was because he had to treat patients in the psychiatric hospital he now perceived everyone as mentally ill.

He could only hear Anthony ask, “Where’s the watch?”

Just as Charlie began to doubt whether Veronica would retrieve it, he saw her obediently taking out the watch from her pocket.

Anthony reached out, and she placed the watch in his hand.

After inspecting it, Anthony handed the watch to Charlie and instructed, “Send it for thorough maintenance, cleaning, and disinfection,”

Charlie quickly took hold of the watch.

I didn’t know Mr. Anthony could do that!

Anthony removed the talisman as Lilly claimed that it would turn to ashes automatically upon removal.

He retrieved a disinfectant wipe from his pocket and left the room, wiping his hands clean as he left.

Veronica stood there in a daze until the nurse escorted her back to the ward. Anthony was near the hospital gate when she snapped back to reality.

“No… Don’t leave!” Veronica erupted into madness. “Don’t abandon me! I’ve given birth to two sons for the Crawford family, with no recognition for my hard work!”

Witnessing her outburst, the nurse swiftly administered an injection to calm her down.

Shaking her head, the nurse silently acknowledged, “This patient’s condition seems to be deteriorating.

Even medication seems to have little effect. It seems this is how life will be for her…”

At the hospital gate, the doctor remained lost in thought, hesitant to inquire further. Finally, unable to resist his curiosity, he spoke up, asking, “Mr. Anthony, what was that talisman you stuck to her forehead earlier?”

Anthony replied, “It’s a technique taught to me by the children at home. The idea is to engage with the mentally ill and utilize their thought processes to find a solution,”

A sudden realization dawned upon the doctor.

Did Mr. Anthony deceive Veronica?

If the talisman had proven effective for the “Elixir man” in the adjacent ward, the doctor would have had no doubts. However, Veronica didn’t exhibit the delusion of cultivating immortality, so the situation was different.

“In that case… How did the talisman burn?” the doctor inquired.

Anthony rotated his wrist, revealing a small light on his fingertips. With a gentle touch, a cold blue flame burst forth.

The doctor was left speechless, finally understanding that there was more to the situation than he had initially perceived. It was indeed a mystery.

“Mr. Anthony, take care on your way,” the doctor said, a smile gracing his face. “If you need any assistance, feel free to reach out to us. We’ll take good care of Miss Veronica as well!”

Anthony glanced coldly at the doctor and retorted, “You don’t need to take care of her that much,”

With those words, he got into the car and drove away.

The doctor stood there, pondering the situation for a long time before finally grasping the truth.

The Crawford family had paid for a hundred years’ worth of treatment and hospitalization expenses upfront, indicating their considerable investment in Veronica’s well-being.

While she may not be from the Crawford family, she must hold some significance to them, perhaps a close friend or someone delusional.

So she’s a nobody!

The doctor relaxed, realizing that Veronica’s life ahead would not be as comfortable as it had been.

Meanwhile, Anthony returned to Crawford Holdings, and Charlie retrieved the watch around noon.

Hastily making his way toward the elevator with the bag in hand, Charlie accidentally bumped into a girl, causing the bag to slip from his grasp.

The watch slipped out of the box, rolling about half a meter away. Charlie’s heart sank as he hurriedly retrieved it, only to discover a scratch on the edge of the dial.

His worst fear happened—the watch was damaged.

I’m in trouble!

In a rush, the girl approached Charlie and panicked, “Mr. Brown, I’m so sorry! L didn’t mean to…”

“What’s wrong with you?” Charlie snapped in anger. “Don’t you look at where you’re going?”

His mood had soured significantly, his face reflecting his displeasure as he failed to maintain a polite tone.

The girl burst into tears, unable to hold back her emotions, “I didn’t see you there…” she sobbed. “I haven’t had a meal since finishing work, and there are still many materials left to print, so I was rushing to get them done…”

“Boohoo… What am I supposed to do? How much is the damage? I’ll pay for it…”