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Chapter 889

“Got it. I’m hanging up,” Evan stated.

“Hold on! Evan, when will you be back?” Alex called out.

Evan replied, “I’m not sure at the moment.”

Alex sighed, unnoticed by Evan. “Alright then. Get on with your work.”

“Hmm.”

After ending the call, Evan pondered for a while and decided to send Caroline a text.

Evan: [I’m sorry for leaving you to face these issues alone. Please reply when you’re in a better mood.]

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Evan looked at Reuben after sending the text.

“Issue a statement to the public that I’m currently customizing my wedding ring abroad,” Evan instructed.

Reuben said, “Understood, s-”

The car window was suddenly struck as Reuben’s voice faded. Evan’s gaze turned cold when he saw a

bullet shot through the window, piercing the opposite car door.

He shouted at Reuben, “Get down!”

Reuben followed Evan’s command quickly. As they bent over, another bullet shattered the car window.

Julian turned to Evan. “Sir, there’s a car shooting at us from the side.”

Evan sternly said, “Ditch them!”

“Yes, sir!” Julian replied and stepped on the accelerator.

Evan asked, “Reuben, where are we now?”

Reuben hastily brought up the map on his phone and said, “Sir, we’re at Brewis Road!”

Evan thought swiftly and said, “Julian, head to Delly Road, which is closest to here!”

Julian was stunned. “Sir, our people are less than 10 kilometers from our current location. They will

provide support if we head over there now! However, Delly Road is a market crowded with people!”

Evan grew impatient. “Make use of Delly Street’s human traffic to hide our car.”

Evan ordered, “Reuben, get the company to send bodyguards to support!”

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Reuben said, “Yes, sir!”

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Meanwhile, Caroline was wheeled out of the operation theater after six long hours of surgery.

The people outside approached the doctor, Eric Sloan, in unison.

“Doctor? How is she?” Greta asked.

Eric sighed deeply. “We’ve done our best. It’s just a matter of whether she can get through the critical

period now.”

Greta’s knees buckled, but Yuliana immediately caught her. “Mom…”

Greta propped herself up with great effort. “What does it mean by ‘whether she can get through the critical

period“?”

Eric explained, “Judging by the current condition, her critical period will be relatively long. If we can get

her off the ventilator in five days, she will live.”

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