It was the best news she''d had in a while.


    A smile finally touched Noreen''s face. "Dr. Cole, thank you for all your hard work."


    "It''s what we''re here for," Dr. Cole replied humbly.


    "By the way, Dr. Cole, could you possibly share the donor''s information? I''d like to thank him or her properly."


    But Dr. Cole waved his hand. "Hospital regtions prohibit us from disclosing any information about the donor. I''m sorry."


    "I just want to thank them, that''s all."


    Dr. Cole shook his head again. "I''m sorry, my hands are tied."


    Noreen couldn''t force the issue, so she could only thank Dr. Cole again.


    After leaving Dr. Cole''s office, Noreen called Sophia and asked her to arrange for a


    car to pick up Rosalind on Wednesday for her discharge.


    She gave instructions as she walked back towards Rosalind''s room.


    As she passed a corridor, she faintly heard a familiar voice.


    "It''s fine. Let''s go."


    Noreen stopped in her tracks, instinctively looking in the direction of the voice.


    But all she saw were the closing elevator doors.


    On the other end of the line, Sophia asked her about the caregiver, but when she received no response, she had to call out to her.


    "Noreen, are you still there?"


    Noreen snapped back to reality. "You handle the arrangements. Try to find someone with plenty of nursing experience."


    "Got it."


    Noreen hung up the phone and nced back at the elevator again.


    It must have been her imagination.


    Seth... was still in the detention center. How could he possibly be here?


    Thirty days after Seth''s arrest, the news broke.


    But everything remained quiet on Northcrest''s end.


    They had charged Seth with serious bribery.


    Rumors online imed the amount was massive and the circumstances particrly severe, suggesting he could face the maximum penalty.


    Many people sighed at the news.


    It was indeed a tragic turn of events for a once-bright star of the financial world to be a prisoner in just a year.


    The Harcourt Group was also affected to some extent.


    Noreen immediately rushed to Wade''s current residence, worried that the news would be a devastating blow to him.


    When she arrived, Wade was sitting by the fish pond, staring into space.


    He didn''t seem to notice that the


    bowl of fish food in his hand had et


    tipped over, its.contents scattered in the pond where a school of fish thrashed at his feet.


    Water sshed onto his shoes, but he remained oblivious.


    "Mr. Harcourt," Noreen called out.


    Wade didn''t seem to react. He sat there motionlessly, his gaze empty, all traces of


    his former sharpness gone.


    His temples were now streaked with the frost of age, as if he had grown old overnight.


    "Mr. Harcourt," Noreen called again as she drew closer.


    Wade finally stirred, as if waking from a dream. Seeing Noreen, he managed a weak smile. "What brings you here? I''m fine. You don''t need to keeping over to check on me."


    Noreen felt a strange stinging in her nose.


    He was the one suffering the most, yet he was trying tofort her.


    "I haven''t been too busytely, so I just came to see you," Noreen said, crouching


    down to help him clean up the spilled fish food.


    "You''re here because of Seth, aren''t


    you?" Wade said with a faint smile. "It''s all right was mentally prepared. can handle it. You don''t have to worry about me."


    Noreen said nothing.


    With something like this, no amount of mental preparation could truly help.


    She knew Wade was just putting on a brave face, but she didn''t know how tofort him.


    The only thing she could do was sit with him.


    Even if it was just to stare into space.


    After leaving the Harcourt residence, Noreen received a call from the detention


    center. Seth was willing to see her.