All Chapters of WIFE KICKED MILLIONAIRE MEDICAL GOD HUSBAND: Chapter 61
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Chapter Sixty One
Amidst the chatter of investors, developers, and reporters, Elise and Lukas prepared for the unveiling of their latest project: a virtual herbal consultation platform designed to bring Lukas’s remedies to even the most remote regions.Elise adjusted her glasses, scanning the crowd as technicians arranged screens and tablets for live demonstrations. Lukas stood beside her, calm but focused, reviewing final notes on a sleek tablet interface. Sofia and Margot lingered at the perimeter, ready to step in if any challenges arose. The past weeks had been a whirlwind of planning, coding, and testing—but now, the platform would meet the world.When they stepped onto the stage, the room’s hum quieted. Cameras pivoted, microphones picked up the sound, and all eyes turned to them. Elise began with her trademark composure, voice clear and deliberate. “Ladies and gentlemen, today we introduce a tool for global health empowerment. This platform is designed to bridge the gap between traditional reme
Chapter Sixty Two
Representatives from global health NGOs had gathered, each with a vested interest in technological solutions that could reach underserved communities. Elise and Lukas arrived, calm but purposeful, ready to present their virtual herbal consultation platform on the stage where credibility and trust would be as vital as functionality.The audience was a mix of technical experts, field officers, and administrators responsible for implementing health initiatives in challenging environments. Elise noted the intensity in their expressions—every attendee carried the weight of real-world responsibility, and any misstep could undermine months of planning. Lukas, carrying the tablet and documentation for the platform demo, glanced at her. “Ready?” he asked quietly.“As ready as ever,” Elise replied, offering a reassuring smile. They moved to the stage, the large screens behind them displaying the platform’s logo and tagline: Herbs, Healing, Access—Anywhere.Elise began, her voice steady and clea
Chapter Sixty Three
Elise and Lukas arrived, poised and ready, carrying not only the promise of their virtual herbal consultation platform but also the ambition to integrate it with global telemedicine networks.Elise adjusted her tailored blazer and scanned the crowd. Health ministers, NGO leaders, telemedicine pioneers, and journalists filled the room, all anticipating bold announcements. Lukas stood beside her, calm but alert, tablet in hand, ready to showcase the technical details of the platform. Sofia lingered near the edge of the stage, already monitoring background chatter and potential disruptions.Elise took a deep breath and stepped forward. “Good morning, everyone. Today, we stand at the intersection of technology and healthcare, of innovation and accessibility. Our platform, initially designed to deliver safe herbal guidance to remote regions, has proven its reliability and scalability. Now, we propose the next step: integration with global telemedicine networks, enabling seamless consultati
Chapter Sixty Four
Elise and Lukas entered the International Health Accreditation Center, a facility renowned for its stringent evaluations and global recognition standards. The consultation platform, which had already gained adoption through NGO partnerships and telemedicine integration, now faced perhaps its most critical trial: formal global accreditation.The room was vast and imposing, with high ceilings, polished wood panels, and rows of seated accreditors whose expressions ranged from curiosity to rigorous skepticism. Elise adjusted her blazer, feeling the familiar surge of responsibility, while Lukas carried the laptop and documents containing the extensive validation studies of the platform’s herbal remedies. Sofia and Margot lingered in the back, ready to intervene if any disruption arose.As they approached the front, Elise spoke softly. “This is it, Lukas. Accreditation is the gateway to global recognition. Every claim, every feature, every validation will be scrutinized. We need precision,
Chapter Sixty Five
The city’s skyline stretched beyond vast glass windows, a reminder of the world waiting outside—one that was finally beginning to take notice of Lukas and Elise’s vision. Tonight, the global health gala wasn’t just a social event; it was a testament to how far their platform had come. Invitations had been extended to ministers, investors, researchers, and pioneers of health innovation from every continent, each eager to witness a system that promised to bridge the gap between traditional remedies and modern digital healthcare.Elise adjusted her tailored navy dress and smoothed the fabric over her shoulders, though she didn’t need the reassurance. Confidence radiated from her in a way that few noticed until she spoke, commanding attention effortlessly. Lukas, beside her, looked every bit the quiet force he had always been—steady, focused, a man whose calm demeanor belied the whirlwind of effort behind every success. His eyes, however, were alive with a spark that spoke of both pride a
Chapter Sixty Six
The conference hall in Amsterdam hummed with anticipation. Elise’s fingers brushed the polished podium as she glanced at Lukas. “Ready?” she asked, her tone a mixture of excitement and nerves.“Always,” Lukas replied, his calm demeanor anchoring her. He had spent months coding, refining, and validating the localized remedies. Tonight, the presentation would bring all of it into the open, and he wanted it to speak for itself.The app projected onto the massive screen behind them, colorful icons representing languages, regions, and remedy categories lighting up in an inviting interface. Elise began, her voice strong and clear. “Today, we take a significant step forward. This app bridges linguistic and cultural divides in healthcare, providing validated herbal remedies and personalized consultations in the user’s native language. Accessibility is no longer a barrier—care is universal.”Applause rippled through the room, but not everyone was convinced. Clara Meijer, a prominent biotech ex
Chapter Sixty Seven
The conference room in Rotterdam’s government health building was sleek, modern, and humming with quiet anticipation. Rows of officials from Brazil, Argentina, and Colombia sat with attentive expressions, tablets open, ready to review the app Elise and Lukas had flown in to present. The stakes were high—successful approval in Latin America could unlock millions of users, cementing the platform as a truly global resource.Elise adjusted her blazer, offering Lukas a brief nod. “Let’s show them what we’ve built,” she said.Lukas tapped his tablet, projecting the app onto the screen. Each section displayed localized remedies, patient tracking modules, and a multilingual interface. Officials murmured appreciatively, impressed by the thoroughness of the customization.Before the room could settle into questions, a ripple of doubt emerged. Clara Meijer, who had somehow managed to spread her influence despite being absent from the forum, had already planted rumors. “Some of these herbal remed
Chapter Sixty Eight
The Hague’s conference center buzzed with international delegates, NGOs, and health innovators. Banners promoted collaboration, sustainability, and humanitarian impact. At the heart of the summit, Lukas carefully unpacked a small, intricately sealed vial. It contained a rare herbal tonic, a remedy his grandfather had documented decades ago but which remained largely unknown outside specialized circles.“Are you sure we should reveal it here?” Elise asked, her voice low, glancing at the growing crowd.Lukas nodded. “If it can help people in disaster zones, it should be available. Controlled access won’t do that.”The vial drew immediate attention. Representatives from multiple NGOs leaned forward, curious. Murmurs circulated about its potential applications in treating malnutrition and immune deficiencies in crisis-affected areas. Bidding was inevitable; the tonic’s value extended far beyond its rarity—it represented hope for communities with limited access to medicine.Elise took the
Chapter Sixty Nine
The skyline of Amsterdam glittered with the late afternoon sun, glass towers reflecting the fading gold as Elise and Lukas strode briskly toward the UN liaison office. Their relief fund had made waves across Europe already, but accreditation from the UN would mark a new level of legitimacy—one that could silence Meijer’s critics once and for all.Elise’s heels clicked sharply on the polished marble floors as she reviewed the documents in her hand. “We need to anticipate every angle,” she said, her tone precise. “If Meijer launches even one doubt, it could ripple through the board.”Lukas adjusted his glasses, scanning a tablet loaded with his latest herbal research data. “I’ve triple-checked the studies. The dosage, the efficacy, the trials—they all meet or exceed WHO safety standards. She won’t have a leg to stand on.”Elise’s lips curved into a small smile. “Confidence is good, but facts win here. We make the case impeccable, and Meijer’s attempts to manipulate perception crumble.”
Chapter Seventy
Elise and Lukas stood at the center of it all, the culmination of months of effort reflected in the rows of polished mobile clinics lined up in the adjacent exhibition space. The mobile units, each equipped with state-of-the-art labs, treatment areas, and storage for Lukas’s verified remedies, gleamed under the conference lights. Volunteers moved swiftly, demonstrating the clinics’ capabilities with precise choreography, while journalists documented every angle.“This is it,” Elise murmured, scanning the hall. “Everything we’ve worked for, all in one place.”Lukas adjusted his tie, though his eyes were focused on the clinics outside. “And if Meijer tries to interfere, she’ll be doing it in front of the world. Transparency is our strongest shield.”Elise smiled faintly, but there was a hint of tension in her expression. “She’s cunning, Lukas. Don’t underestimate her.”The first part of the event was smooth—presentations about the fund’s structure, the mobile clinics’ logistics, and the