Billionaire's Regret: Losing Me And Our Son - Chapter 168: Chapter 168

George? I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. York knew more than I expected.
"How do you know George?" I asked him.
York naturally mentioned, "George is the personal doctor assigned to Clarissa by Quinn. Besides surgery to replace the heart, daily diet and living arrangements need to be specially managed for congenital heart disease.
Moreover, compared to modern medicine, the effects of traditional medicine in managing the condition tend to be better. But judging from your reaction, you should know about George, right?"
York showed no signs of stopping and, sighing, smiled at me and said, "Unlike Diana who is sinister and ruthless, Clarissa, who naturally has the demeanor of an ice beauty, evokes sympathy. Otherwise, Quinn wouldn't have gone to such lengths to have George, a doctor from a family of traditional doctors, take meticulous care of her."
I recalled the phone call I had received when Quinn left last night. Coincidentally, it was George calling.
In the information of the detective's investigation, it was mentioned that Clarissa had been sent overseas for treatment a few years ago.
York said that Clarissa had just returned to the country. It turned out that Quinn had left after receiving a call last night to visit Clarissa...
As soon as this thought came to my mind, I subconsciously pursed my lips and felt a chill in my heart.
"Natalia, as your brother, I have to remind you that Grandma's death is directly related to Quinn." York's expression was dark as he warned me, "Since you trust him unconditionally, have you ever thought if he trusts you too? Otherwise, why would he hide Clarissa's existence from you?"
For a moment, I was speechless. When I came back to my senses, York was long gone. I stood in the garden with mixed feelings and shivered in the night breeze.
It was almost midnight before I returned to my room. I curled up and only wanted to rest quietly.
The phone that was thrown at the head of the bed rang at an inappropriate time. Who would contact me at this time?
I sat up in shock. When I saw the familiar number on the phone screen, I picked it up immediately, afraid that if I was a second late, he would hang up.
"Where are you?" I sounded slightly anxious.
On the other end of the line, Quinn was stunned for a moment. He said apologetically, "My phone was out of battery and turned off. I contacted you as soon as I charged it. The maid said that you went to Sea City alone."
"Yes." I took a deep breath and pretended to be calm. "You were so busy that you didn't come home all night. I had no choice but to come to Sea City alone."
"Did things go smoothly? How's the condition of the family?" Quinn avoided the topic. Instead, he asked about the burial of Mary's ashes and even expressed some concern for Shirley.
I answered Quinn's question truthfully. However, I couldn't help but ask him, "What about you? How's the matter going? What happened at George's place last night?"
Although I pretended not to care and even asked in a bland tone, my palms were already covered in cold sweat.
Quinn paused for a few seconds before answering, "A friend is in poor health. George is the doctor in charge of taking care of her. We're all friends, so I naturally have to visit her."
As expected, it matched York's words. My heart trembled. I wanted to ask him if he was Clarissa, but I held back.
I changed the topic and asked tactfully, "Dr. Johnson is your friend, so who is this sick friend? I've never heard you mention her before. Is she someone I know?"
"You don't know her," Quinn answered directly. "I'll introduce you to her when I have the chance."
"Okay." I bit my lip and squeezed out a word in response.
Quinn did not notice my abnormality at all through the phone.
I frowned slightly. "I'll contact you when I get back."
"Alright, it's getting late. You should rest early." Quinn hung up.
I felt my chest tighten. Quinn would stay out all night for a friend I didn't know. He wouldn't even mention this friend's name when I asked.
I tossed and turned in bed. York's words and Quinn's hidden reaction kept appearing in my mind.
Although I didn't want to believe York's words, Quinn's reaction did make me uneasy at this very moment.
The next morning, Shirley took the initiative to say that she would stay in Sea City for a period of time and would not return to the Smith family for the time being.
"Why?" I couldn't understand her decision.
Shirley explained to me, "Some of your grandmother's belongings need to be sorted out systematically, and many of them are left for me. That's why I stay for a while longer."
"Then I'll stay with you," Ben took the initiative to say.