Chapter: 1074

"Contact the Supernatural Doctor for the antidote. Leave her to me," he instructed with a chilling resolve. "I will ensure she suffers in prison for the rest of her life."

Manley sat quietly to one side, observing the scene with a detached, downcast gaze.

Meanwhile, Adela, trembling and in pain from the kicks and blows she had endured, threw herself at Manley's feet.

Clutching his legs, she wept, “Mr. Boyd, you promised to treat me well!"

Her plea shocked everyone present, their eyes widening in disbelief.

Hans interjected sharply, “Dad, is she your mistress?”

Suppressing his anger, Manley replied firmly, "I have always loved your mom deeply. How could I possibly have a mistress?"

Yolande exhaled a sigh of relief. "I was terrified. Dad, don't worry about this. Let Marlin handle it."

Manley's forceful kick sent Adela sprawling across the floor. “Adela, we've been kind to you. Now, you must answer for what you did to my wife."

Adela quivered, fear etching lines deep into her face. “I'm sorry. I never should have poisoned Mrs. Boyd. It's all my fault."

“Why did you poison her?"

Manley's voice grew sharp, his grip tightening around her throat.

Adela was so frightened that she trembled and stammered, "I... I envy her. Even though she's in a vegetative state, she still has so many people who care for her. I want to take her place. I want to enjoy a luxurious life too..."

Before she could finish, Marlin motioned to the security guards. They swiftly seized Adela, hauling her away.

The poison was meticulously extracted and safely stored in a vial.

Manley acted swiftly, sending an urgent email to the Supernatural Doctor. The sooner Nyla received treatment, the better her chances of recovery.

Throughout the afternoon, Norah's hospital ward saw a steady flow of visitors.

Among them were Yolande, Hans, Rosalee, along with nurses, doctors, and even Jarrod's parents... And many others popped in to check on her.

Norah slept the rest of the time.

With each bag of IV fluids, she felt her cold symptoms easing noticeably.

Once the nurse removed the needle from her hand, Norah headed to the front desk to settle her bill.

“Dr. Wilson, Mr. Boyd has covered all your medical expenses," the receptionist informed her.

Was it Marlin? He was the only Boyd man who came to her mind.

Turning back to the front desk, Edith asked in a gossipy tone, "Dr.