Chapter 94
Isabella wiped the tears from her face.
Grandpa trusted Serena so much. He deserved to be disappointed, to understand who his truly caring and concerned granddaughter was!
She would wait right here.
Wait to see how Serena made Grandpa’s legs worse, how she crippled him further.
Wait for the family to denounce Serena as a massive fraud!
Overcome with jealousy, Isabella cried for a while longer until she was exhausted and her throat was hoarse.
She went to wash her face, planning to go downstairs and ask the staff for a glass of water.
On her way to the first floor, she had to pass Serena’s room.
She had been crying when she ran back earlier, so she hadn’t noticed that Serena’s door wasn’t closed.
Last time hadn’t lan said that if they could get Serena’s laptop, they could dig up some dirt on her and show everyone her true colors?
This was her chance.
Isabella’s eyes darted around. She glanced around nervously.
Everyone was in the back garden watching Serena treat Grandpa. No one was in the main house.
She crept over, slipped into the room, and closed the door behind her.
Isabella looked around the room, taking in the meticulously designed decor.
The lights, the murals, the curtains p>
Everything was custom-made, worth tens of millions of dollars!
It was so much better than her own room!
And what’s more… this entire room, from top to bottom, had been designed by her mother.
All that talk about treating them equally was a lie. They were treating her like a child!
What did that hick have that she didn’t?
That girl had just come back and already had more than she had received in her entire life!
Isabella’s eyes burned with jealousy.
Suddenly, her gaze fell upon the laptop sitting on the desk.
Her eyes lit up. She grabbed the laptop and scurried back to her own room.
Hmph. Once lan dug up some dirt on Serena from this computer, the family would finally realize that she was their best daughter!
In the pavilion.
As Serena was treating Old Mr. Lancaster, something in her pocket vibrated.
She lifted her gaze slightly, glancing toward the main house.
A faint smile touched her lips.
The fish has taken the bait.
She lowered her eyes, her attention returning to Old Mr. Lancaster, and continued the treatment.
The only sounds in the pavilion were Old Mr Lancaster’s heavy breathing
and the subtle noise of Serena p>
Occasionally adjusting the needles p>
Everyone stared at Serena’s focused profile.
Even the old men on the video call on the phone were holding their breath, completely silent.
This went on for about forty minutes.
Serena’s slender fingers took a silver needle and inserted it into a point on the
inside of Old Mr. Lancaster’s ankle.
Then, her inserted the drug.
Then, to everyone’s disbelief, the toes on Old Mr. Lancaster’s legs-paralyzed for three long years twitched. It was a slight movement, but undeniably clear.
“It moved! Dad, your foot… it moved p>
The Lancasters were ecstatic, their eyes fixed on Old Mr. Lancaster’s foot, their voices trembling with excitement.
Old Mr. Lancaster felt the movement most directly. The sensation was so foreign after so long that it brought tears to his eyes.
His eyes red, he stared in a daze at his legs, which were covered in needles, his hands shaking uncontrollably.
“That’s it p>
Serena stepped aside, her gaze falling on Old Mr. Lancaster’s emotional face. “Grandpa, your condition is very good. Starting. today we’ll do this at the same time every morning for a week along with medicinal baths. There shouldn’t be a problem p>
Just then, her phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, her narrow, intelligent eyes lifted,
and a cold, knowing smile touched her lips.
She casually glanced toward the main house.
“Mr. Langford, I’ll leave the removal of the needles to you,” Serena said, looking at
him. “I have something to take care of p>
“Oh my, Dr. Serena, you’re leaving already p>
“I still have so many questions! That last needle you placed, what was the reasoning behind that particular point p>