Chapter 2482

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Bella narrowed her almond-shaped eyes coldly.

The man before her was adept at using a fragile, harmless appearance to conceal his vile and insidious nature.

Unlike Justin's upright, firm, and composed demeanor, Grant gave off a gloomy, spine-chilling vibe, like a snake in human skin.

"Bella, don't listen to his nonsense. He's just here to disturb your mind, deceive you, and win you over!"

Axel stepped forward without hesitation, standing in front of his little sister to confront Grant. "Are you the reincarnation of some rat from the gutter? Wherever there's trouble, you crawl right in! You're not welcome here. Get away from my sister immediately!"

"Ax..." Bella tugged lightly at Axel's sleeve and shook her head slightly.

Then, turning her emotionless gaze to Grant, she said, "Mr. Salvador, you claim you have a way to treat my father's illness. Could you please elaborate?"

Grant covered his mouth and nose with a white handkerchief, let out two muffled coughs, and frowned slightly.

Axel let out a scoff. "You're a sickly young master yourself, yet you talk about curing others? What a joke!"

Grant ignored the mockery and turned his gentle gaze toward the hospital director. "I'll have one of my subordinates deliver a box of medicine shortly. It's for inhibiting cerebral infarction."

The moment they heard this, the Thompson siblings instantly tensed, alarm bells ringing in their heads.

"Ms. Thompson, I know you don't trust me, but I sincerely want to help Chairman Thompson through this crisis."

Grant spoke with deep sincerity, his eyes solemn. "When the medicine arrives, you can test it with Director Cartman and Dr. Larson, whom you trust most. If it's poisonous, go ahead and report me to the police.

"But if it's not, I hope you'll let go of the past, set aside old grievances, and prioritize your father's health. Please accept my gesture of goodwill."

Asher looked anxiously at Bella's pale face, wanting to say something, but in the end, he chose to hold his words back.

It was as if, in the face of their father's illness, all hatred and grudges no longer felt so intense.

Soon, Grant's medicine was delivered to the hospital.

Bella put on a white lab coat and a face mask and promptly entered the lab with Director Cartman and two biomedical researchers to test and analyze Grant's medicine. s

Three hours later, Bella emerged, visibly exhausted. She removed her mask, her expression dark and conflicted.

“Bella, how did it go?" Asher and Axel rushed over at once, anxiously awaiting the test results.

Bella pressed her rose-colored lips together, paused in thought, then said softly, "There's nothing wrong with the medicine."

"What?!" The Thompson brothers were both stunned.

No issues-naturally, that was a good thing. But they could hardly believe that Grant had not played any tricks.

Axel scratched his head. "This weasel is visiting us chickens for no reason. How can he be innocent?"

Asher gave him a helpless glance. "If you want to be the chicken, go ahead. Bella and I won't play that part."

Bella continued, "Although the medicine is non-toxic and could

greatly help with Dad's conditionet

Director Chen also said the side. effects are unpredictable. s

She rubbed her forehead, her expression grave. "If we don't use the medicine, then the only option left is brain surgery. But Dad is old, and his illness is aggressive. Even if I perform the surgery myself, the success rate is less than 3%." s

To put it bluntly, the chance of success was basically a miracle.

But if the surgery failed, their father would not make it off the operating table.

Axel looked lost. "So... Does that mean accepting Grant's so-called 'goodwill' is the only way to save Dad?"

Asher was silent for a moment. He took a deep breath and patted Bella on the shoulder. "Bella, no matter what decision you make, we'll stand by you."

Bella gave a pale, weary smile and slowly walked toward Grant, who was waiting in his wheelchair at the end of the corridor.