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Chapter 332
Suri dared not to disturb Elvis. She knew all too well how much resentment he Held against her and
this family.
Despite her genuine love and efforts for this family, and her sincere love for Emeric and his children,
she was always viewed by his son as the interloper who disrupted his father’s monogamy. After her
came Myra and Aviana.”
Would Emeric have had so many women if she hadn’t intervened?
The proverb “the early bird catches the worm” seemed to apply in a negative way here. Being the first
to step forward brought about the most criticism and pressure, along with a heavy sense of guilt.
“I shouldn’t delay this matter. I’ll call Chasel right now.“,
For anything Evadne asked of her, Suri would always make it a priority to resolve. So, she grabbed her
phone and made a call to her nephew.
After a few rings, a young and vibrant voice answered from the other end, surprisingly full of boyish
charm. “Aunt Suri, I’ve missed you!”
“Chasel, have you been too busy lately to give your aunt a call? Have you been out partying and
forgotten all about me?” Suri pretended to be annoyed.
“No way! I could never forget about you, Aunt Suri. Especially when you’re such a beauty.” Chasel
responded with such sweet words.
Evadne raised her eyebrows in amusement.
The way Chasel spoke to Suri reminded her of the charming and mischievous hero from one of her
favorite s.
“Chasel, you’re not a young boy anymore. When you were younger, I could’ve complimented you on
your charm, but now it’s starting to come off as a bit sleazy.” Suri laughed and teased him.
“Sleazy? I’m only twenty–seven! How could I be sleazy? Men only start being sleazy when they hit
thirty.”
Chasel laughed and teased back, “If I remember correctly, all of my older cousins have reached the
age of sleaziness, haven’t they? Aunt Suri, you’ve been around too many sleazy men. Maybe you
should come visit me to get a breath of fresh air with a young, handsome and gallant man like me!”
Evadne had heard enough and was fuming. How could Chasel be so distasteful and annoying, like a
fart in a crowded elevator?
“Alright, alright, I won’t tease you anymore.”
Suri cleared her throat, hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously, “Chasel, the real reason I
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcalled you is because I need a favor.”
“Just tell me what you need, Aunt Suri. No need to use the word ‘favor“.”
Suri paused for a moment before whispering, “Could you come back for a while? I have a patient here
who suffered a severe blow to the head a few days ago and nearly lost his life. He’s stable now after a
craniotomy, but he’s left with some serious after–effects. Chasel, you’re a talented neurosurgeon.
Could you come back and take a look at him for me?”
“Who is this patient of yours?” Chasel asked.
Suri looked at the anxious Evadne and said, “I’ll introduce you when you get here.”
“Look, Aunt Suri, you know my rules. Before I see a patient, I need to know their identity and
background. Otherwise, I won’t take the case.” Chasel refused to give in.
Suri had no choice but to tell him, “His name is Thaddeus. He’s a very important friend of Evadne’s.”
“Thaddeus? The CEO of the Abernathy Group, Thaddeus?” Chasel’s tone suddenly became serious.
“Yes.”
“Aunt Suri, I have things to attend to. Goodbye.”
“Wait, Chasel! Listen to me!”
“There’s nothing to say, Aunt Suri. You know my rules. I went to a foreign country to develop my career
in a foreign land without relatives and support because I don’t like the privileged face of the domestic
medical industry that only plutocrats follow. When I was working in the hospital, I watched helplessly as
a poor couple knelt at the door of the dean’s office, begging for a heart that should have belonged to
their daughter! But do you know who the heart that was supposed to be transplanted to their daughter
was finally given to? The son of Mr. Bartley in Elmsworth! And that poor girl finally left this world in pain
because she couldn’t wait for the next donor!”
Chasel’s indignation, every word like a knife, also made Evadne extremely worried.
She was also a doctor. Of course, she felt his pain.
“Chasel, I can understand your mood.”
-Chasel didn’t give her a chance to explain, “I don’t want to treat the rich and powerful. They can afford
any doctor they want. I might even do more harm
than good. It’s better if you find someone else.” Without waiting for Suri’s response, Chasel hung up the
phone.
Evadne, I’m sorry. My nephew won’t even listen to his parents, and I’m at a loss too.” Suri sighed in
frustration.
Evadne held back her tears, smiled weakly and comforted Suri, “Don’t blame yourself, Suri. This isn’t
your fault. You tried your best. I’ll figure something
out.”
Back in her room, Evadne pondered for a while before dialing Elvis’s number.
“Missed me, Evadne?” Elvis’s voice was a bit labored, but his tone was still affectionate.
“Elvis, are you busy?” Evadne asked with concern.
“Just finished my regular training. Don’t worry, What’s up?”
“Elvis, you’re in the National Intelligence Agency, right? So, it would be quite easy for you to investigate
someone in the country, right?”
“Well, it’s not exactly easy, but I guess you could say it’s pretty straightforward.” Elvis boasted, just like
Arnold.
“That’s great.”
Evadne’s face tightened, “I need you to look into someone for me. He’s the youngest son of the Bright
family’s eldest son, Suri’s nephew, Chasel. He’s a highly skilled neurosurgeon.”
“I know the guy,” Elvis responded casually.
“What?” Evadne exclaimed.
“Classified information. Can’t tell you. So what’s it you want?” Elvis chuckled.
“I want to know about him. Does he have any weaknesses, any leverage we can use against him?”
Evadne’s eyes were sharp as she grind her pearly whites, “I get the sense that he’s a bit of a
womanizer. Do you think a honey trap would work on him? If necessary, I can take the lead!”
“Holy crap! Evadne, are you serious?” Elvis jumped in surprise, his voice an octave higher.
“I need Chasel to do me a big favor. I have to get him to Elmsworth!”
“Even if we have to use a honey trap, I would rather cross–dress and take one for the team than let you
do it! What are you up to?”
Evadne pressed her lips together, “It’s a secret.”
Elvis sighed deeply. Kids grew up, and their concerns grew with them.
ま
“Do you think this plan will work?” asked Evadne, her tone fraught with anxiety.
“If you’re the one doing it, probably not. If I do it, there might be a chance,” Elvis pondered.
Evadne frowned, “What do you mean?”
Elvis chuckled, a wicked twinkle in his eye, “Because Chasel is gay. He’s not interested in women.”
Evadne’s body went rigid, “What?”
“If you’re going to use a honey trap, it has to be a guy. A woman wouldn’t do anything for him.”
With that, Elvis laughed mischievously. “Hey, why don’t you send Thaddeus to seduce him? With his
broad shoulders and tight butt, he’s a real catch for gay. I bet if the Bright family’s young master saw
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhim, he’d be drooling, itching for a taste. He’d be hooked in no time!”
Evadne’s mouth twitched.
Was this the first time Elvis had complimented Thaddeus?
A few weeks later, Thaddeus was officially discharged from the hospital.”
On the day of his discharge, Hamilton came to pick him up personally, keeping a low profile to avoid
the media’s prying eyes.
Hamilton held Thaddeus‘ hand tightly the entire ride home, his gaze never leaving Thaddeus‘ head,
making Thaddeus uncomfortable.
“Grandpa, is there something strange about my head?” Thaddeus couldn’t help but ask.
“Thaddeus, you look quite handsome with a buzz cut,” Hamilton said, his hand running over Thaddeus‘
shaved head.
“I had this hairstyle throughout military school. Back then, they used to call me the most handsome,”
Thaddeus smirked, his confidence returning.
“Ilana did a great job! I couldn’t even tell you had surgery. The stitches are so small,” Hamilton
remarked.
Thinking of Evadne, Thaddeus felt a warmth in his heart.
“Do you want to go back to Windermere Estate, or do you want to go home and have dinner with me?”
Hamilton asked.
“Grandpa, I miss Evadne. I want to see her.” Thaddeus leaned forward slightly, anticipation shining in
his dark eyes.
Even though he was still in the car, his heart had already flown to Evadne.
“Good! It’s good that you know to find your wife!”
Hamilton laughed, patting Thaddeus on his broad shoulders, “I’ll take you to Ilana! You are blessed. I
hope you can get your beautiful wife soon!”
Sitting in the passenger seat, Mr. Murray couldn’t help but chuckle.
Thaddeus‘ cheeks flushed, he licked his dry lips, smiling like a boy in love.
Thank you, Grandpa. I hope your words come true.”
Half an hour later, the luxurious car pulled up in the underground parking lot of the K Orld Hotel.
When Thaddeus, with his clean–cut buzz cut, appeared in the hotel lobby, he immediately attracted the
astonished gazes of the hotel staff!
He had grown smarter and more mannered now.
Evadne didn’t like people barging in without an appointment, so he politely approached the executive
secretary who had previously turned him away. His demeanor was calm, but his heart was racing.
“Hello, I would like to meet President Ashbourne. Could you please inform her? If she’s busy, that’s
okay, I can wait, as long as it takes.”
The executive secretary looked surprised, “Mr. Thaddeus, didn’t President Ashbourne tell you? She’s
not here anymore.”