His Versatile Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 603

Vinson raised his hand and stopped the police officer.

“Sir,” requested Vinson, “He's not like the others. His physical state is terrible and is inherently ill, so he can’t handle the stress.

Moreover, he stepped up and confessed his sins, which allowed us to capture Howard. On top of that, he only made the mistake

because he was led astray by his own brother, so | am willing to settle the issue in private with him. | will write an official letter to

the government and won't be pressing charges on him.”

The officer nodded and replied, “Okay, he is a unique case, and you are willing to let him go, so we can do as you ask. However, his

brother accepted the money. That changes things, so we can't let his brother go.”

Vinson murmured a reply before adding, “Okay, then we'll do as you deem right.”

“Alright,” replied the officer before he waved his hand and led his team away.

The truth had been exposed, so there was no need for Vinson to continue staying there. He let Rayson and the others deal with the

aftermath and left with Carter and the guy in the wheelchair.

The event continued progressing but fewer people were streaming it live.

It wasn’t because they no longer cared about the issue. They simply craved a cup of coffee from Soir Coffee even more.

The words blurted earlier had inadvertently turned the event into an invisible commercial.

Turned out, the coffee served by Soir Coffee was top quality.

It only took a moment for the orders to overwhelm eveiy branch of Soir Coffee. The baristas becso busy that they were getting

out of breath and sales had risen exponentially.

No one anticipated it, but not only did the incident fail to destroy Soir Coffee, but it also did the complete opposite. The brand

becsomething everyone trusted.

Even at that moment, it could be predicted that the incident would be written down in Soir Coffee's history

books. The story would pass down forever.

Queenie kept staying guard, but she soon realized that the guy she was guarding over was physically fit.

That got her to start questioning life itself.

How is he recovering so well and so quickly? | am no match against this level of medical expertise... Heck, my entire family of

medical experts can join forces and

our combined skills still won't be a match.

| have got to find this miracle doctor and ask her to teach me!

That thought prompted Queenie to muster her courage

and turn to Vinson, who was in the scar. She asked,

“M-Mr. Ni ghtshire, can you introduceto the miracle doctor who cured this patient?”

Vinson had closed his eyes and was going to pretend to be asleep so that he could ignore Queenie.

However, any praise directed at Arielle worked wonders

on him, so he replied, “I'll get in touch with her on your behalf.”

Queenie saw how Vinson’s lips had curved upwards.

She didn’t know why he was smiling, but she saw it clearly.

Is he smiling at me?!”

Queenie’s heart got all lovey—dovey again. She quickly nodded and replied, “Thank you, Mr. Nightshire.”

“It's nothing,” replied Vinson, who was in an incredibly good mood.

They reached the hospital soon later.

Carter and Queenie accompanied the patient into the hospital while Vinson returned to his office to deal with the remaining issues

that Soir Coffee might be facing.

He was happy with the sales records reported by the employees in every Soir Coffee branch. Those numbers encouraged him to

take advantage of the situation and set up shop in every major city.

A brand had to be well—known across the nation before it could be expanded and becan international

brand.

At the hospital.

The guy in the wheelchair was right in front of the door to his mother’s hospital room.

He wanted to open the door, but he was hesitant to do so.

At that moment, all he felt was immense regret over the stupid sh*t he had done.

Facing the public and confessing his sins? That was easy. Telling his mother the truth and breaking her heart? That was the true

challenge for him.

He gritted his teeth and turned to Carter before saying, “Mr. Morgan, | think it's best if | don’t enter the room. | don’t want to tell

my mom and risk triggering her illness...”

“Don’t worry,” replied Carter, “The miracle doctor who cured you also told your mom everything, so the latter is mentally prepared.

She won't be triggered.”

“The miracle doctor told her?”

Carter nodded and answered, “Yeah, she planned on hiding the truth for you, but she later realized that things might be bad if your

mom's illness was triggered, and she’s not around. Hence, she told your mom the truth.

You should also know that your mom was going to

follow us along to the event, but she later changed her

mind. She said that she will forgive you if you are willing to own up to your mistake despite her not being there to force you.”

“Thank you,” said the man in the wheelchair. His voice was thick with tears as he spoke.

“You don’t need to thank me. If there's anyone you should thank, it'd be the miracle doctor.”

The guy nodded before he finally mustered enough courage to enter.

Queenie watched as the guy entered the room. After that, she turned to Carter and asked, “Mr. Morgan, what kind of a person is

the miracle doctor? She cured the patient's poison and is so considerate that she even helped them with emotional turmoils. This

is... she has got to be the most considerate doctor | have ever seen.”

Carter raised his brow and replied, “That is why she is known as the miracle doctor. The kind of person she is... Hmm... Well, you'll

meet her if she is willing to do so. The two of you might end up being friends.”

“Friends?” blurted Queenie before she shook her head with a smile and said, “The miracle doctor has got to be quite old, so | might

not be able to be her friends. | do want to be her disciple, though.”

“Old...” muttered Carter as he grinned a little. He knew that Arielle didn’t want anyone to know that she was the

miracle doctor, though, so he didn’t say much. He simply pointed out, “Well, the matter has finally settled, so you should work on

your other cases.”

After saying his piece, Carter left the place. He hadn't gone far before his phone suddenly rang. The call was from his father.

Carter was quick to pick it up and asked, “Dad, why are you calling all of a sudden? Is this because of Howard? He made a grave

mistake, so it’s only right that he is punished for it. Moreover, the Specialized Forces is the one that apprehended him, so | think

it's best if you don’t speak up for the guy.”

Carter's dad, David, seemed a little annoyed when he replied, “Why would | speak up for that piece of sh*t? I'm calling you to

share snews with you. Didn't you say that the miracle doctor, Ms. Moore, is a member of the Southalls? Something might've

happened to her home.”

Carter raised his brow and asked, “What happened?”

“This is all just a guess, but you know how your mother is superstitious, right? She called a psychic to cto read her aura, but

the psychic told her that Cindy called first. Apparently, Cindy is paying the psychic ten times what your mother offered. There is no

way anyone would pay so much money unless they have sonietthing malicious planned. We all know that her family’s situation is

complicated and that Cindy is especially

evil. Something feels off about this, so | thought I'd call you and let you know.”

Carter frowned immediately and commented, “That Cindy truly is malicious. She tried to chase Arielle out of the house countless

times, and it is likely that she is doing all this again to get Arielle kicked out of the house.”

David couldn't help complaining, “Seriously, what is wrong with that Cindy? Why isn’t she appreciating a daughter who is such a

skilled doctor? Instead, she is going all out to chase the kid away. The daughter she adopted earlier had passed, right? Geez, why

is she trying to chase the only kid of the family out now?”

“You don’t understand, dad,” said Carter, “A step- daughter is not a person to Cindy. The latter will only

regard the former as a competitor of the family’s wealth.

Hence, it is only natural that she'd want to kick Arielle out. Also...”