Chapter 292

For years, Maurice had sought countless physicians to treat his leg, but none of them could succeed. In the end, those physicians were all dismissed with a simple command. "If you can't cure it, you might as well die." His subordinates dared not argue further and obediently asked, "Mr. Glovers, should we inform Mrs. Glovers Senior before we go to Khogend?" "No need. Let her focus on her prayers." "Understood." In the morning, a plane took off from Ablil toward Khogend. ... At the same time, a private jet landed smoothly at the Russell residence in Seldvale. Rows of luxury cars lined the tarmac, with well-trained bodyguards standing at attention beside them, heads lowered in respect, waiting. At the front, surrounded by a protective guard, was the eldest young lady of the Russell family, Imogen Russell! Imogen was blind, but that did not stop her gaze from being as gentle as water. She had a serene and graceful presence, like moonlight. She wore a simple crescent-white dress