Chapter 591
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
âManchernius? Vinson frowned.
Everyone knew Manchernius was the biggest drug supplier in the world. Because of that, a lot of countries banned any imports from Manchernius, including Chanaea.
Anyone who wanted to import anything from Manchernius had to do it illegally, especially when it came to drugs.
Vinson knew how they smuggled the items in. He told the Specialized Forces to look into it for a long time now, but still, he got nothing.
âDonât worry,â Carter said. âIâve sent someone to look into the family. Sure, cracking down on their system is hard, but getting one of their customers? Thatâs easy. All we have to do is sprinkle some violence in it, and voila, youâll get the answer you wanted.â
At the same time, Carterâs phone rang. When he saw who the caller was, he eased up a bit. âLooks like the chef is done cooking.â.
Vinson nodded. âTake him to the hall. Iâll explain the truth to the public.â
Carter nodded. âYou do your thing. Everythingâs ready now. I owe you one this time, and Iâll be sure to pay it back.â
Vinson clapped Carterâs shoulder. âDonât be too hard on yourself. Your family did this, not you. Iâll be going now.â
Vinson and Rayson left the room, and his team went straight for the conference hall.
It had been a few minutes since she was in the waiting roomâs cubicle, but she still couldnât believe what she was seeing. âAre you really alright?â she asked again.
Nobody could heal that fast even after having a pacemaker installed, let alone getting afflicted by the Furious Devil. But the truth couldnât lie. The patient was hooked up to the machines, and his stats all looked normal.
The patient said, âIâm fine. Really.â
Queenie had to swallow the truth now, even though she didnât want to. She could see that the doctor who cured the patient was much more skillful than she was.
âWho treated you?â Queenie quickly asked.
The patient started, âItâs aââ.
âA doctor twenty years older than he is,â the doctor cut the patient off.
Before Arielle left, she told him to never tell anyone that she cured the patient. The doctor didnât know why she wanted to keep it a secret from everyone, so he just chalked it up to her personality. Guess thatâs how miracle doctors work. They donât want to get tied down by trouble.
The patient gaped at the doctor, but the doctor shook his head, so the patient said nothing.
Queenie didnât notice the silent interaction, so she nodded. At the same time, she heaved a sigh of relief. I knew it. Itâs not the woman in the ad. If itâs really her, Iâd stand no chance in this fight for Vinson.
Queenie asked, âDo you know who the doctor is then?â
The doctor in the room shook his head. âNo idea. All I know is that Mr. Nightshireâs the one who hired him.â
âIf you see the doctor again, please give me a call.â Queenie handed her card over.
She wanted to be a miracle doctor too, so she would try to befriend any skilled doctor she met along the way.
The doctor in the room took her card and said heâd do it, though it was obvious he wouldnât.
Back at the conference hall, Nightshire Groupâs top brass finally came in after much anticipation from the crowd.
Everyone sat up straight. âTheyâre here,â they reminded their friends.