It was a photo of a maid from the back. She was wearing the current maid's uniform at the Killian residence, with the background showing her standing under the locust tree in Roman's backyard.
But the photo was somewhat blurry. It must have been taken in a hurry as the shakiness seemed rather severe. Was this why Xavier intentionally tipped Hera off to go to Roman's courtyard? What did he see?
Hera's eyes lit up as she suddenly thought of a connection. She picked up her phone and texted Aurora.
She then opened the clinic's appointment system. After checking through the list of patients in the queue, she found the information that Connor had provided for Harvey Presgrave and retrieved the medical records he uploaded.
Harvey had been paralyzed for more than ten years due to a car accident, leaving him with brain damage and his central nervous system affected.
Hera adjusted Connor's appointment, bringing his waiting number from more than 1,000 to the following Sunday.
In the past, Marriott once brought up at the Killian residence that Gemma was unable to find a doctor who could cure Xavier's illness. Back then, Hera had suspected that Xavier was faking it and intentionally said that she knew nothing about brain disorders.
It would be too suspicious if Hera took the initiative to offer to cure Xavier's illness. After all, it wasn't her way of doing things. She usually preferred others seeking her out.
Hera needed to create a buzz. Healing Harvey, who had been paralyzed for more than ten years, was the perfect solution.
Once Gemma knew that Hera could awaken a patient who had been in a vegetative state for more than ten years, she would definitely seek Hera out to treat Xavier.
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Meanwhile, Connor was at the Presgrave residence. He had been reading the papers in the living room when he suddenly received a text.
He leisurely put down his papers and raised his cup to his lips while checking the text.
"You've successfully made an appointment with Youngworth Miracle Clinic. Please be present at the clinic for treatment at 9:00 am on 7 July."
Connor's hands trembled. The hot coffee burned his tongue, making him realize that it wasn't a dream. He immediately set aside the cup and ran upstairs to the second floor. "Darling, darling…"
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