Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 1785

"Nicole, don't worry too much," Maisie comforted softly. "I'll figure something out."

"Alright!" Nicole flattered timidly. "Maisie, it's always you who has all the solutions. Whenever something happens at home, we can only rely on you."

Maisie forced a smile. After hanging up, she instinctively dialed Daniel's number. Those digits felt etched into her muscles.

Yet, she hesitated at the moment of pressing the call button.

For years, seeking his help had become second nature to her. From treating Owen's illness to every major and minor family issue, it all depended on Daniel.

Not having enough money at home, having to move houses, Nicole seeking to divorce Wesley, Wesley gambling... These issues were a heavy burden to a regular household, but it was only a matter of words to Daniel.

Maisie let out a long sigh and smirked self-deprecatingly. Apparently, she would always be dependent on him.

She didn't want to continue like this. Since she had chosen to be independent, she needed to rely on herself for everything.

After some thought, she found a few doctors' numbers from her contacts and called them one by one. The responses were all the same—overcrowded hospitals and adherence to protocols. They promised to prioritize her mother once a bed became available.

"But..." Maisie remembered this person was a hospital director.

"Mr. Lawrence," she attempted again. "Is there no way to accommodate? It's fine even if we pay more..."

"Do you wish for her to stay in a VIP ward?"

"Yes."

There was a pause on the other end. "Does Mr. Quimby know about this?"

Maisie's gaze dimmed, and she silently ended the call.

Maisie found him innocent.

"If you do contact the director, mention my referral. I'm Harvey Newhouse!"

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The private hospital had fewer patients and more beds. Coupled with Maisie's growing royalties and manuscript fees, paying for her mother's hospitalization and treatment was no longer a problem.

Soon, Maisie settled Cindy but didn't receive a word of thanks in return—though she hadn't expected gratitude from her.

After all, the daughter should do everything possible when a mother fell ill.

It was just that Cindy's lack of expression left Maisie feeling somewhat disappointed.