Chapter 519 Without Anesthetic.
No anesthetic?
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Without anesthesia, repairing a torn wound meant enduring hours of agony. If the pain made the patent sweat excessively, it would only intensify the suffering–and risk infecting the wound.
Who would dare attempt such a thing?
The doctors exchanged uneasy glances, cold sweat running down their backs. If anything went wrong, they would be the ones responsible. A human life was still a human life, after all.
But Wendy didn’t care in the slightest. All she wanted was to see Naomi suffer, to use Naomi’s pain to soothe the humiliation she had endured today.
“Do you not understand Ms. Wendy’s orders?” the bodyguard barked.
None of the doctors dared refuse. They obeyed, strapping Naomi to the operating table and unwrapping the bandages from her face. One by one, the stitches came undone before they began the surgery anew.
The procedure was slow, brutal, and unrelenting. Naomi’s screams–high and sharp like a slaughtered pig- echoed through the operating room for hours. She fainted more than once, only to jolt awake again under waves of searing pain.
By the end, her voice was raw, unable to form a single complete word.
Wendy watched, satisfaction curling her lips. This was the lesson she wanted everyone to see–what happened to those who betrayed her.
“Ms. Wendy, when Miss Naomi wakes up-” one of the doctors began.
“If she weren’t carrying a child, I’d have killed her already,” Wendy interrupted coldly. “When she’s conscious, take her straight to Nathaniel’s house. Tell I did surgery on his woman–he owes me a favor.”
“Yes, Ms. Wendy.”
The doctors complied immediately. Wendy didn’t linger. She needed to figure out how Henry had learned her secret without the ring. Was someone else helping him?
She couldn’t see how he could have gotten the video otherwise. The overseas factory was hidden so well that even Saint Corp’s internal staff didn’t know its location.
And yet Henry knew.
That footage had to be from more than twenty years ago–something Emilia had left behind.
Emilia… dead for so long, and still unwilling to let her go even after two decades.
The thought left Wendy seething, her chest tight with frustration.
Meanwhile…
At Foster Group headquarters, Henry’s assistant said, “If it weren’t for the video Miss Eliza sent, we’d never have known Wendy’s secrets. I think Miss Eliza still sees you as a friend, Mr. Henry.”
Henry said nothing. He could no longer truly consider Eliza and her allies friends.
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Chapter 579 Without Allesthetic
At the same time, news about Claire University Medical School was gaining attention, prompting the education department to conduct an inspection.
From a classroom window, Eliza and Halbert watched as officials combed through the school.
Though they welcomed the scrutiny, this timing was far from ideal.
With Henry now threatening her, Wendy had surely ordered every trace of wrongdoing cleaned up. There would be no loopholes for the inspectors to find.
“I never thought you’d still help Henry,” Halbert said.
“I’m not helping Henry,” Eliza replied. “I’m making sure Wendy doesn’t take more lives?
With Henry in the picture, Wendy would have to tread carefully. It was like putting shackles on her to stop her from lashing out.
“I heard you’ve been investigating Saint Corp,” Halbert said.
“You’ve heard?”
“Why didn’t you tell me?“.
Since Eliza had moved into Nolan’s home, their communication had dwindled. If not for his men quietly watching over her and reporting her every move, Halbert suspected she wouldn’t have told him about Saint Corp at all.
Nolan’s people had been digging into Saint Corp’s overseas operations for days, tracking its factories. After Henry’s threat, Wendy had shut them down again–but Eliza still didn’t know exactly what the factories had been producing.
Just as she was about to offer an excuse about being too busy, Halbert slid his phone across the table.
Eliza glanced down–and froze. The screen was filled with detailed records of Saint Corp’s international holdings over the years.
Her eyes widened instantly.
