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Chapter 1317 ALS Disease
Many hands made light work. Blanchett made a move that had almost everyone searching
for the necklace, as it would be equivalent to finding her child. She thought that even a
single piece of news about her kid would be better than nothing.
Unfortunately, they found the necklace, but it was not the one she had placed on her
child. Say if Olivia had been suspicious previously, she could now confirm that she was
indeed the daughter of Queen Blanchett after hearing Jewel's account.
Eugene and Olivia had reached a tacit understanding as they faced each other day and
night. He knew that her anxiety and fear stemmed from knowing Albert's family, which
could be hers, but she did not know who these so-called family members were.
"You may try to ask. I'll accompany you if you need help."
She looked at Eugene and asked, "What about the company—"
He replied, "You should ask Albert about the situation first. If we can't afford to delay, I can
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfind a proxy here. I won't let you go to Eurosia alone."
She nodded and picked up her phone to call Albert. The call was finally answered after a
few rings, but the voice on the other end was unclear. "Hello…"
Olivia froze momentarily, regretting her haste in calling without checking the time. What
should I say now? Nevertheless, she came clean and did not conceal anything. "Uhm… It's
Olivia here. I'm currently in Criecia and forgot about the time on your end. I'm sorry for
waking you up."
"It's alright. I only found out that you returned to Criecia today. Are you back for work?" It
sounded like Albert had sat up as his voice became more apparent.
She replied, "Yes, I had to return to deal with some work. George called me earlier and
mentioned that you were looking for Doctor Bailey. And uhm… I just wanted to let you
know that I… have some clues."
Albert was eager and immediately asked, "Really? Miss Maxwell, can you introduce us?"
"Who's sick?" Olivia took the initiative again by asking. After that, she added, "I'll ask her
to see whether she can provide treatment. If not, let's not waste each other's time,
alright?"
"It's my godmother," he responded without caring much because he was accustomed to
Olivia's conversational style.
However, he hesitated briefly since this involved national affairs but quickly said, "Miss
Maxwell, I consider you a friend, and I won't hide it from you. She's been ill for eight
months. We've secretly consulted many doctors, but the results have been disappointing.
Initially, she only experienced muscle weakness and difficulty walking, but recently, it has
worsened to difficulties in swallowing and slurred speech. Many doctors have diagnosed
her with ALS, and their prognosis is that she will be gone after three years. I don't want
her to die; she's just fifty."
His voice had a hint of fragility by the end of his words.
Olivia was surprised. ALS was commonly known as Lou Gehrig's disease, a form of motor
neuron disease. She had conducted extensive research on this condition and had achieved
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good results. Although she could not guarantee a cure, she could help the patient to live
for a few more years.
Suddenly, she remembered North was investigating Eurosia's political situation when she
saw the photos of Doreen. With a lightbulb moment, she asked, "Is your godmother
Doreen?"
Albert was taken aback, even a bit startled, and blurted out. "How did you know?"
They had hidden Doreen's illness impermeably while many of their country's legislators
were still unaware. Although Eugene and Olivia had kept their own counsel, they did not
think they had given any hints away. How could this information be uncovered?
She slowly weighed off her mind and smiled as she explained, "You share Doreen's photos
now and then. 'The lady doth protest too much.' I'm sure you're familiar with Shakespeare,
but there's no fooling anyone because the motives are as clear as day, you know?"
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