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“The first room on the right of the first floor,” Mrs. Langston answered.
“Why didn’t she stay in the master bedroom?” he asked with a frown, a little surprised.
“She said that the master bedroom was too big, and she was afraid of living alone, so she moved to a smaller bedroom.”
Eustace waved at her, signaling her to go to work. He headed upstairs to the room where Danika had stayed. He pushed the door open, revealing a dark room. When he turned on the lights, he was greeted by a simple large bed.
Surveying the room, Eustace could find no trace of Danika living there. Perhaps it was because the room had been cleaned.
Nothing in the room had been changed, so he imagined that Danika must have treated it like a hotel. She probably didn’t care about what was in the room as long as she could sleep. The realization hit Eustace with a complex wave of emotions.
He pushed open the glass door to the balcony. The moonlight cast a long shadow behind him.
Eustace couldn’t help but wonder if Danika had stood where he was, looking at the gates of the mansion for the past two years. Had she hoped that he would return?
At that moment, he finally understood why she loathed him. For the past two years, apart from not returning to the Quincey Mansion, his life hadn’t changed. He was as free as he had been before the marriage.
Danika, on the other hand, had spent night after night waiting. Even if she didn’t love him, she couldn’t have expected him to never visit her even once
Eustace exhaled a long, deep sigh. He never expected to meet her after their divorce, when she was no longer his wife, but his ex-wife.
A loud chime jarred Eustace from his thoughts. Seeing that it was his grandfather calling, he immediately answered the call.
“It will be my birthday in three days. What are you going to get me?”
“Grandpa, how can you ask me that question?” Eustace was dumbfounded.
“Why not? If I don’t ask, I might end up not liking your gift?” Old Mr. Quincey was holding his phone in one hand while stroking his beard with the other, grinning to himself. Thinking of the portrait of his grandfather he had prepared, Eustace replied, “I promise you will like my gift.”
“To hell with your promises,” his grandfather chided. “There’s only one thing I want for my birthday.”
“Tell me what it is.” Eustace was much more patient when it came to his grandfather. After all, if Old Mr. Quincey knew what he specifically wanted, it would be much easier for him.
“Bring Danika to my birthday party,” he said.
Eustace frowned. After a moment, he finally replied, “If you want her to attend your birthday party, it’s better to call her yourself.”
“I want you to bring her.”
While Old Mr. Quincey knew that Danika wouldn’t refuse his invitation, he wanted to create opportunities for them to meet, which was why he insisted Eustace figure out a way to invite her. However, Eustace knew that Danika would only go if his grandfather invited her. If Eustace had invited her, she would definitely not attend the party.
He was silent for a long time, which made his grandfather furious.
“Hey, can’t you fulfill such a simple request, you brat? You’re trying to piss me off, aren’t you?”
“Grandpa-”
“No matter how much you hate her, you must invite her to my birthday party,” Old Mr. Quincey interrupted before he could finish his sentence.
Eustace smiled wryly. It wasn’t him who hated Danika; it was Danika who hated him! However, he couldn’t tell his grandfather that, so he could only nod and agree. “I’ll try my best.”
“Don’t tell me you’ll try your best. If you don’t bring her along, don’t bother showing up.” With that, he hung up the phone, not giving Eustace a chance to say more.
Eustace stared at his phone helplessly, wondering if Danika was his grandfather’s biological grandchild instead of him.
Meanwhile, Old Mr. Quincey was still fuming after hanging up the phone.
“Tell me. What’s wrong with Eustace? Danika is such a nice girl, yet he doesn’t like her!” he complained to Warren.
“Well, you know how it is with young people. They care a lot about feelings. Perhaps he just doesn’t have feelings for Miss Zellweger?” Warren suggested.
Old Mr. Quincey snorted coldly in response. “He doesn’t have feelings for her? He has never even met her, so how does he expect to have feelings for her?”
When Warren remained silent, he continued, “I think they’re a good match. As long as they get to know each other, they’ll definitely fall in love very quickly.”
“To tell you the truth, Mr. Quincey, I never understood why you insist on them being together,” Warren said. He knew that they had married because of their grandfathers’ agreement. However, now that they had divorced, Old Mr. Quincey still insisted on pairing them up, which was quite strange for Warren to watch.
Old Mr. Quincey fell silent, and a rare solemn expression appeared on his face. “Danika is a good girl. She can help Eustace and the entire Quincey family.”
“Miss Zellweger can help him?” Warren was surprised to hear that. He couldn’t comprehend what Old Mr. Quincey was saying.
“I don’t want to force Eustace, but things are not as simple as he thinks A storm might soon come upon the Quincey family. Do you think I would be stupidly insisting that he stays with Danika for no reason?”
With a cold snort, he added, “I’m doing this because Danika didn’t live a simple life. If she stays by Eustace’s side, she will be of great help to him in the future. This is the only way our family can continue to flourish. in Parrington.”
Warren could almost see the gears turning in Old Mr. Quincey’s head as he began calculating. After a long time, the Zachary Quincey, who had raised the Quincey family from the ground up in Parrington, finally reappeared before him.
The news of the Lawrences’ bankruptcy and the acquisition of Lawrence Solutions by another company quickly spread throughout Parrington, shocking many people. Were the Lawrences, who had a close relationship with Eustace, going down just like that?
While everyone was shocked, they were more curious about the reason behind it. Some claimed that the Lawrences had offended someone, and others claimed that it was Eustace who they had offended. In any case, there were all sorts of rumors.
As soon as it was disclosed that the Mayflower Group, which Gilbert owned, had acquired Lawrence Solutions, more rumors began to brew.
As all of this unfolded, Danika calmly watched the news report. To begin with, the Lawrences had many weak spots. Given the information she had passed to Gilbert, it would be a miracle if they didn’t go bankrupt. However, she didn’t expect her brother to act so swiftly. She thought it would take some time, at least.
Before she could give it more thought, Morgan knocked on her door and entered. “Dr. Zellweger, the operating room is ready.”
“Okay, I’ll head there right away.” With a nod, Danika rose to her feet and walked out of the office.
Trailing behind her, Morgan chatted happily, “Since you joined our hospital, the number of neurosurgery operations has increased dramatically. I heard from the director that many patients from other states are coming here because of you.”
Morgan admired Danika from the bottom of her heart and even dreamt of becoming like her.
“The most important thing for doctors is to save lives.” Danika didn’t care much for fame, so she couldn’t understand why Morgan was so excited.
“You’re right. Saving people is the most important thing.” Morgan nodded in agreement.
Soon, they arrived at the entrance of the operating room. After Danika changed into her surgical garments, she saw Morgan still standing there. Wondering why she hadn’t left yet, she asked, “Is there anything else?
“Well, it’s nothing much. I just want to…” She hesitated as if she was afraid to speak.
“What is it?” Danika turned to look at her.
Gritting her teeth, Morgan mustered her courage to ask, “Can I go in to observe the surgery? I promise I won’t disturb you.”
Danika was a little surprised as she thought Morgan was about to say something important. With a small smile, she said, “Why not? Isn’t that what all interns do?”
Before she graduated, she had shadowed her supervisor to observe surgeries. It was what all medical students did. In fact, she thought Morgan had been observing other surgeries the whole time as she never followed her into the operating room.
“The director forbids interns from following you into the operating room as he’s afraid it might upset you,” Morgan said in a small voice.
Danika was the deputy director of the neurosurgery department at Parrington Hospital, but she was not in charge of the interns, so she had the right to refuse interns or trainee doctors from following her.
Hearing that, Danika understood the situation. “It’s alright, just come on in. I’ll tell the director later. I don’t mind you observing me.”
No one was born with a complete set of knowledge. Danika was once in Morgan’s shoes, so she understood how difficult it was to become an excellent doctor. That was the reason she was willing to pass on her knowledge.