SWNOVELS Chapter 333
Rose and her friends were speechless. At a time like this, Morwenna was still green with envy, sending Orson to accompany someone else was clearly a jab at Adelaide. Was she in the right?
Just as Rose was about to climb onto her high horse and launch into a tirade against Morwenna, she heard her cousin Stuart chime in with agreement, "You're not wrong." Rose's prepared speech got choked back down her throat.
After Stuart's comment, he took Morwenna by the hand and headed for the exit.
"Stuart, where are we off to?" Morwenna asked.
"Aren't you complaining about a toothache? Let's get you to a dentist," Stuart replied.
Norbert chuckled at the scene.
The Hetfield family members exchanged bewildered looks.
Meanwhile, Orson, ignoring Adelaide's protests, had already whisked her away to the hospital.
Adelaide was fuming, "You... you damn bodyguard, how dare you treat me like this! You've got some nerve!"
Orson, seemingly unbothered, retorted, "Ms. Gallagher, where's your insurance card? I'm just responsible for getting you here; paying your medical bill isn't in my job description. I'm just a simple bodyguard; not exactly swimming in cash."
"You..."
"If you've got something to say, save it. Mrs. Hetfield always tells me to be kind to others. So, I'll generously cover your emergency registration fee, but you've got to handle your medication costs!"
"..."
"Look, save your breath. You've been hovering around Mr. Hetfield for years and he's still not into you. Sticking around isn't going to change his mind."
"Ha..."
"You still find this funny? Mrs. Hetfield might be kind, but cross her, and she can throw a punch. Keep it up, and see if I'm not right!"
"Just go..."
Orson felt he hadn't said anything out of line, but Ms. Gallagher was clearly livid.
To avoid further escalating the situation, Orson decided it was best he left first.
After all, he had fulfilled his duty by bringing her to the hospital and even paid the emergency fee. His conscience was clear.
He noticed Ms. Gallagher seemed quite spirited when not in Mr. Hetfield's presence, hardly the damsel in distress she portrayed.
Adelaide didn't expect Orson to actually leave her there, all alone in the hospital.
She wanted to storm off in a huff, but the pain in her stomach was unbearable.
After waiting in line for two hours and seeing the doctor for merely five minutes, Adelaide emerged with two boxes of medication, her face pale. That was the last straw for her.
She reached into her purse and clutched the small medicine vial, firm in her resolve.
She had considered giving Stuart another chance.
But if Stuart didn't appreciate her, she wouldn't be blamed for the ruthlessness to come.
Tonight had to be the night. First, she needed to find a way to get Morwenna out of the picture.
Adelaide immediately called Barclay.
When Barclay saw Adelaide's incoming call, he recalled what Fletcher had told him, feeling a mix of emotions.
"Barclay, I need a favor," Adelaide said, her voice dripping with sweetness.
She didn't beat around the bush, knowing Barclay had never refused her before.
But this time, Barclay asked, "What is it?"
Adelaide paused, taken aback by Barclay's response. He didn't just agree but asked what the matter was.
It must be Morwenna's doing. Everyone around her seemed to have fallen under Morwenna's spell, siding with her.
Adelaide, though seething with anger inside, maintained her usual tone, "Here's the thing, my brother's condition has worsened, and there's a specialist coming in from abroad tonight. But I still want Fletcher to perform the surgery. I trust his skills completely. It's just that there's been a bit of a misunderstanding between Fletcher and me lately, and I can't approach him directly. I was hoping you could help."
Barclay breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that. No problem, I'll call Fletcher right away. He'll definitely agree to operate on Jethro."
Hearing how Adelaide spoke so caringly about her brother, Barclay was convinced that whatever happened to Jethro had nothing to do with Adelaide.