My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2690

"Older brother? But that means you'd also be Mommy's child, right?" Sidney blinked his big eyes and said innocently.

Fogort felt a bit awkward and quickly changed the subject. "Oh, by the way, have you seen any strange people or unfamiliar faces recently?"

Sidney shook his head. "No, Daddy. Everyone is just the same as usual."

"Is that so?" Fogort understood that it was unlikely for Sidney to have noticed any subtle changes, so he did not pursue it further and led Sidney downstairs.

After Fogort finished eating with Sidney, the chief butler, Lester, rushed in while looking flustered. "Mr. Fogort, this is bad!"

Fogort gestured for Lester to hold on before turning to Sidney. "Sidney, I have to go to work now. You need to be good and wait for me here, okay?"

Sidney nodded obediently. "Got it, Daddy."

Fogort then brought Sidney to the maid before hurrying to Lester's side. "What happened? How is she doing now?"

Lester shook his head in disappointment. "Miss Hurley's condition isn't looking good. The bleeding won't stop, and she has internal injuries. She can only undergo surgery now."

"Surgery? Then do it!" Fogort exclaimed.

At this point, Lester finally revealed his purpose, "We need someone to sign the consent form for the surgery."

"Have you signed it?" Fogort asked.

The butler shook his head. "No."

Fogort became agitated. "Why not? What are you thinking? A person's life is at stake!"

"B-But…"

Lester then explained what was going on, "We encountered an attack while looking for a doctor. Many people died, and more sustained injuries."

Ignoring Lester, Fogort dashed toward the hospital. "This is strange! These guys are just acting too odd!"

The doctor looked at Fogort. "Is that true?"

Fogort nodded. "Yes, I am. I just need to sign, right?"

The doctor finally nodded in relief. Fogort signed the consent form with his real name, which he seldom used—Aubrey Maguire.

Only then did the surgery commence.

Fogort waited outside the operating room for a long time.

After about ten hours, the lights in the operating room turned off. At that moment, Fogort found himself the only one remaining outside the surgery.

The doctor emerged, and Fogort hurried over to ask, "Doctor, how is she?"

However, the doctor shook his head. "We… did our best."