Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 1073 - 292: Retribution arrives, Viola creates a miracle!_5

Chapter 1073: 292: Retribution arrives, Viola creates a miracle!_5

Luxury cars are not only expensive to buy, but also costly to fuel and maintain, several times more expensive than economy cars.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance.

Once Viola got out of the car, she thanked Marcus and reminded him, "Drive slowly, Marcus. The view is poor in the snow."

"Hmm, I should be thanking you. If I had to take my car to a repair shop, it would cost no less than several thousand dollars," he added, factoring in the potential cost of towing his car.

Having finished speaking, Mr. White drove off.

As soon as Viola got home, Mary Perryne asked her, "Viola, where have you been? Isn't it too cold to go out with such light clothing?"

"No, I am not cold," Viola responded.

Mary Perryne touched Viola's hand and frowned, saying "These hands are as cold as ice, and you still say you aren't cold?"

Viola replied with a smile, "Mom, my hands are always like this, regardless of the season. I'm genuinely not cold."

Even though Viola explained herself clearly, Mary Perryne put a down jacket over her.

On the other side.

Rachel Barton was chilled awake by an unyielding pain.

There was a cold sweat all over her.

Her entire body felt like it was burning in a fire, she was in so much pain that she went into shock. Bizarrely, though, her legs and left hand were still incredibly painful.

As if, her hands and legs were still there.

Rachel called the doctor.

The doctor explained to her that this is called phantom limb pain.

This phenomenon is quite common; nearly every amputee experiences it.

"Miss Helena, let me prescribe you some painkillers," suggested the doctor.

"Okay," Rachel agreed with a nod.

The truth is, pain killers aren't very effective for phantom limb pain, they only provide some psychological relief.

After taking the medicine, Rachel felt much better.

It was at this moment that Linda entered the room and announced, "Miss Helena, please get ready. Mr. C will be arriving at the hospital momentarily."

Upon hearing this, Rachel immediately brightened up.

He's coming!

Finally, he's come!

Rachel used the last functioning hand she had left to adjust her hair slightly.

Soon.

Footsteps could be heard in the corridor outside.

Step by step.

Each step felt as if it was landing on Rachel's heart.

It must be him.

It must be Mr. White, right?

Soon, the door to the ward was pushed open.

A pair of black leather shoes came into view, followed by well-ironed handmade suit pants, and a white shirt above that.

The next second.

Rachel froze.

Why... why is it him?

Why is Terrence Lentz here?

Could it be... could it be that Terrence Lentz is Mr. C?

No way!

Everyone in River City knows that Terrence Lentz is no more than a good-for-nothing.

How could such a good-for-nothing possibly be Mr. C?

Rachel quickly realized that this must be a part of Mr. C's arrangements.

After all, Terrence Lentz is Viola's fiancé.

So, Mr. C probably wants to use Terrence Lentz against her first.

With that thought in mind, Rachel narrowed her eyes at Linda, "Where's Viola?"

The man didn't respond.

He just stared at Rachel.

At that moment, Linda entered the room, respectfully addressed Lentz, "Mr. C."

Mr. C?

Rachel's face instantly turned pale as she exclaimed in disbelief, "What... what did you call him?"

Linda replied with a smile, "Let me introduce you, Miss Helena. This is Mr. C."

This can't be happening!

No way!

Rachel's mood suddenly turned volatile, as she held her head with her right hand and screamed, "No! No! It's not him!"

Terrence Lentz is nothing but a good-for-nothing.

He is not Mr. C!

Mr. C should be Mr. White, for sure.

Lentz's gaze narrowed slightly and his lips moved subtly, "Linda, make sure to take good care of Miss Helena during this time."

His voice was soft.

However, it carried a layer of coolness.

As cold as an ice cube in the midst of winter, burying any trace of warmth.

"Yes, sir." Linda nodded in response, "Rest assured, I will take good care of Miss Helena."

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At that moment, something clicked in Rachel's head, she looked sharply at Terrence, on the verge of hysteria, "It's you! You, wasn't it? You did this to me, didn't you?"

She understood everything!

She had figured it all out.

This was all a trap laid by Viola and Terrence Lentz.

Yet, she had innocently thought that someone noble was assisting her.

They had merely bailed her out to turn her into this monstrous, barely human creature.

Linda chuckled, "Miss Helena, no one has ever tried to harm you. This is the path you chose for yourself."

Rachel made an effort to contort her body. She wanted to stand up, to slash Linda's face with a knife, "You harlot! All of you are scoundrels! Viola! You won't get away with this, Viola!"

Seeing this, Terrence Lentz's face tightened up.

Linda quickly reassured, "Leave the remainder to me, sir."

Terrence gave a slight nod in approval, turned around and left the ward.

Just like that, only Linda and Rachel were left in the ward.