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Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

Chapter 515
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After carefully examining the will handed to him by Anastasia, Mr. Brown said with a stern expression, ‘On the surface, there doesn’t seem to be any problems with the will. However, we would need your father to confirm its validity.

Anastasia knew that her father was the only one who knew the real content of the will, as even her father’s lawyer had taken Naomi's side.

Presgrave Hospital.

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Afraid that Anastasia had suffered grievances, Elliot, who was waiting for Anastasia’s return, immediately dragged her into a quiet lounge the moment he saw her. “Tell me, did they give you a hard time?” he asked with his gaze on her.

Anastasia calmly filled Elliot in regarding the content of her father’s will.

Elliot narrowed his eyes, his gaze chilly. “Are you just going to let your father’s company fall into that woman’s hand? Should | start making smoves myself?” However, Anastasia shook her head. “I know how to deal with them. I'll make sure that they pay the price they fully deserve.” Her eyes tinged with sorrow before she changed the topic. “How's my father?” “His vitals are still stable so far.” Immediately, the grief in her eyes turned into hatred. “One is my father’s wife, and the other his daughter. They actually did something this despicable just so they could have my father’s company. | assumed they knew my father was going to letinherit the company, so they decided to do something like this to him. If only | knew this would happen. | would've refused to go help out at the company back then. At the very least, my father would still be safe.” “Do not take their faults as your own. You are innocent in this.” Elliot assured her.

Looking at her exhausted pale face, he immediately wrapped his arms around her. “Rest for a little while in my arms.” Anastasia leaned against his chest. “Have you sent Jared back?” “Yeah. He was very willing to go to the Presgrave Residence.” “I'm glad to hear that.” Anastasia felt grateful that the Presgrave Family had given her son a place to live.

2:00 PM in the afternoon. Naomi and her daughter arrived at the lobby of Presgrave Hospital. This time, they were being led by one of the nurses to the hospital ward after going through the proper registration process. “As expected, this place is something else,” Naomi muttered as her eyes wandered the spacious and upscale interior of the hospital, which looked just like a luxurious hotel.

“Mom, that man’s in there.” Erica looked through the window at Francis who was in the ICU. Furthermore, she no longer addressed him as her father. It was clear that any filial piety she had for her father was long gone.

“How about taking a rest inside here for now? We will consult the doctors first before making the arrangements for you two to enter the ward later,” the nurse explained Alright. They then entered the lounge room.

On the way out, the nurse intentionally left the door slightly open. Just as Naomi and Erica were about to sit down and have their cup of tea, they heard a female voice coming from outside their room. “Dr. Jones, since my father just had a checkup this morning, can you explain toin detail regarding my father’s condition?” Noticing the female voice belonged to Anastasia, the mother-daughter pair made eye contact with one another before they quietly went closer to the door to eavesdrop on the conversation.

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“Miss Tillman, we have good news for you. We've just introduced the most advanced international brain scanner and medicine in our hospital. We'll be able to effectively treat your father’s condition for him to regain consciousness as soon as possible now.

“Really? That's great news! Does that mean there's a possibility that my dad will wake up?” “Very much so. If there aren't any problems, he may even regain consciousness by next week, the doctor said confidently.

“Thank you very much, Dr. Jones. You really are the global leading neurology specialist.

“Hehe. You are just too kind, Miss Tillman. Since Mr. Tillman is Young Master Elliot's future father-in-law, how can we not put our utmost effort into treating him? We will definitely do everything we can to save your father.” Thank you, Dr. Jones. However, can | ask you for a favor? Later, two of my family members will be visiting my father. Can you please refrain from telling them the news about my father regaining consciousness?” “Why?” Dr. Jones was puzzled.

“Regardless, please doa favor, as this is my family matter.” “Alright. I'll do as you say.” The two of them continued their conversation while gradually walking away from the room. Behind the slightly opened door, the mother-daughter pair were looking at each other in disbelief, as they could not believe the possibility of Francis waking up. Not to mention, he would wake up next week at the earliest.