Chapter 1120

Jeremiah threw the phone on the table in anger, his expression dark. What exactly were they planning? ... Meanwhile, after ending the call with Jeremiah, Rory chuckled softly. It seemed like he made the right move. For Lemon, Mable would do as he suggested. “The rest is up to you, Mable.” Just as he was thinking, his phone rang again. He looked at it and straightened up. “Hello, Mr. Hammond.” Wilbur’s voice sounded over the phone. “I’ve read the case you sent. Arrange some time for me to meet the patient.” “Okay. She’s not in Italee now. I’ll contact you again when she arrives.” Then, Rory asked, “Are you confident that you can cure her?” “About fifty to sixty percent.” Rory nodded. “Okay.” A success rate of fifty to sixty percent was already quite high. After hanging up the phone, he sent a message to Adam urging him to bring Zoe back as soon as possible. ... At the hotel, as soon as Blair arrived, Tracey surrounded him anxiously. “Blair, Blair, did Mabes talk about th