All Chapters of The Hidden Sovereign Rises after Divorce: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: Mr. Bolton's esteemed guest
Impossible!Sara thought inwardly as she gripped the steering wheel of the car she was in tightly.The Bolton family was the overlord of Riverdale, their authority absolute.For its patriarch, Caleb Bolton, to act so respectfully towards Alistair was unimaginable.There was no way what she was seeing was real.If she weren't so far away, she would've reached out and wrenched the man around herself, just to see if it really was him. Noticing Sara's sudden stop and her stunned expression, Tristan asked worriedly. “Sara, you okay?... You look like you've seen a ghost.” Recalling she wasn't alone, Sara quickly turned to Tristan, her breathing uneven. “Did you see that?”“See what?” Tristan asked with a raised brow.“Look in your rearview mirror. The person across from Mr. Bolton… is that Alistair?”Sara's voice was urgent, tinged with slight panic. Tristan frowned, then glanced at the rearview mirror, but saw nothing.He asked suspiciously. “Sara, are you seeing things? It's empty.”He
Chapter 12: No matter what
“Are you okay, Sara?” Tristan worriedly asked, noticing Sara's anxious state. “You look totally out of it.”“I'm okay.” Sara forced a smile.Gripping the steering wheel tightly, she seemed to finally make up her mind. Just as Tristan considered bringing up a topic for discussion, Sara suddenly remarked. “This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Tris.”“What?”“No matter what I HAVE to meet Caleb Bolton today. And if possible… the VIP he personally came to pick up.”Before Tristan could respond, Sara slammed her foot on the accelerator and sped towards the address Trina had given her.She had to get there first, before the Boltons' entourage. Twenty minutes later, the Bolton entourage was mere meters away from their destination, the Boltons' holiday home, when a black BMW M8 suddenly pulled up ahead, screeching to a Halt just before the gates of the grand estate.The car leading the entourage swiftly stopped to avoid a collision, causing the others to do the same.The Corvette also
Chapter 13: His name is...
Finding herself at a crossroads, Sara had no intention of leaving the gates of the Bolton residence without achieving something.So, gritting her teeth, she boldly pushed past the guards. “Mr. Donald, just give me a chance to explain, please.”Donald paused briefly before glancing back at her.Seeing an opportunity, she continued, her tone laced with desperation. “I know what I did was wrong and I wouldn't have done this if this meeting wasn't important. All I need is just a few minutes with Mr. Bolton and his guest, I'm sure they won't be disappointed with my business offer. If that can't happen, then at the very least, let me get their contact information. Please, just do this for me and I will never forget your kindness.”Sara knew she was taking a reckless gamble, succeed or perish, there was no in-between. But she had no other choice. Donald sneered. “You are quite the opportunist, Ms. Connor. You somehow managed to learn about my father's private business. You know I can punis
Chapter 14: An uncanny resemblance
Just when Sara was about to hit the call icon, Tristan suddenly remarked, “Ah, so that's it.” jolting her from her thoughts.She glanced at him just as he looked up from his phone.“What is it?” She asked.“Just found out the identity of Mr. Bolton’s guest and guess what?”“What?”“Apparently, it's someone from the Twelve Great Families of the capital.”Sara froze. ‘The Twelve Great Families… from the capital?’ she thought inwardly.“Are you certain?”“Absolutely.” Tristan confidently replied. “That explains why Mr. Bolton is treating him like this. Compared to the Twelve Great families of the capital, the Bolton family is nothing.” So the man in the car wasn't Alistair after all?Letting out a relieved sigh, Sara couldn't help but feel a twinge of melancholy.From what she knew, Alistair was just an ordinary man.He'd never talked about his past much but she just knew he couldn't possibly belong to one of the great families of the capital.But still… The resemblance was truly uncan
Chapter 15: Cursed poison
Caleb frowned, his voice turning cold. “Charlotte, mind your manners!”“But father, Elizabeth's life at stake and we can't be too careful!” Charlotte retorted. “I understand,” Caleb said in a calmer tone. “But there is no need to doubt Sir Reid's capabilities.” “To get his contact, I had to reach out to Mr. Parker of the Arcadian Southern Region Chamber of Commerce, who personally assured me of Sir Reid's competency. If it weren't for the favor I once did for him, he wouldn't have been willing to reveal any information about Mr. Reid at all.” Hearing that, Charlotte still looked unconvinced. This was her precious daughter's life on the line, she couldn't just trust some stranger easily. Turning to Alistair, she asked coldly. “Are you sure you can cure my daughter?” “I think so, but who knows?” With a shrug, Alistair calmly replied. “How fearless,” Charlotte said with a frown, clearly displeased. “Young man, every doctor who's ever set foot in this house came from the top hospi
Chapter 16: Fighting poison with poison
“Poisoned?” Charlotte frowned.“Can you even hear yourself?” Charles sneered as his impression of Alistair shifted from bad to worse. “Do you think we are that stupid that we haven't considered the possibility of poison?”“Charles is correct. We aren't idiots, we've already run multiple poison tests and every single one came back negative.” Another doctor chimed in. “I say he's just a fraud! He probably can't find the cause, so he's making up nonsense to cover for himself!”Alistair's eyes turned cold as he shot them a sharp glance. “You're not idiots, I admit. But your medical skills and methods… doubtful. And your attitude? Arrogant.”“You–!” One of them began furiously, but Alistair ignored him completely.Instead, he turned back to the Boltons and said calmly. “What she's suffering from… is a cursed toxin.”“Cursed toxin? What the fuck is that?” The Bolton's along with the doctors and nurses around them, all looked baffled. “Can't find the cause, so you just make something up?
Chapter 17: A spineless fool
Dr. Martin furrowed his brow as he stood at Elizabeth's bedside, completely baffled at the sight of the needles embedded in her skin.“Did you do this?” He asked in a sharp tone as he turned to Dr. Charles.“Of course not.” Dr. Charles shook his head, he'd never dare to try something so foolish and reckless. “It's a quack doctor. He claims that Miss Elizabeth is poisoned and that those needles can suck out the poison.”“What rubbish? And you just stood by and let him do it?”“It's not like I had a say in the matter.” Dr. Charles quickly defended himself.Then without even asking for permission, Dr. Martin went ahead, about to pull out the needles.“Hold on!” Seeing this, Donald barked.“What's it now?” Dr. Martin asked, his brows knitting in displeasure. “Doctor, my father already brought in someone to treat my daughter,” Donald explained. “That doctor said she was afflicted with a cursed poison and the needles mustn't be removed for now. Doing so could be dangerous.”“Utter nonsense
Chapter 18: Searching for a scapegoat
His composure gone, Dr. Martin spun towards Dr. Charles. “What exactly are those needles?” “I… I don't know.” Dr. Charles stammered, clearly taken aback. The room descended into panic at the sight of Elizabeth's convulsing.Some doctors rushed to check on her, quickly realizing just how bad the situation was.“Dr. Martin! Dr. Charles! The patient's condition is critical! We need to stabilize her immediately!” An assistant doctor shouted as he checked the monitor readings.“Hurry! Initiate emergency treatment now!” Dr. Martin didn't dare waste a second.He quickly barked orders to the staff, directing them to begin emergency procedures.But to their utter despair, all their efforts seemed in vain.Elizabeth showed no signs of recovery, instead, her vitals continued to collapse at an alarming rate.Her skin had turned deathly pale, her appearance more ghostly by the second.The alarms on the monitors screamed relentlessly, completely out of control.Dr. Charles stood frozen, his mind
Chapter 19: A strange treatment
“So you're the one who touched the needles?” Alistair sneered, his gaze cold and mocking, as if looking at a fool who didn't know his place. “So what if I did?” Dr. Martin's eyes flickered, but his pride kept him from backing down.“Nothing,” Alistair said lightly, his tone dripping with disdain. “I'm just wondering, how does someone so utterly incompetent, arrogant, and shameless still have the nerve to bark orders here? I heard you're ranked among the top fifty in the global medical field, the so-called ‘Legend of NIM’. Tell me, did you pay someone to put your name there?”“You–!”“Shut up! This is all your fault!” Charlotte snapped her voice trembling with heavy regret and fury.The next moment, her palm landed hard across Dr. Martin's face, shocking the doctor greatly.Then, she turned to Caleb, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. “Father, please! We have to save Elizabeth, hurry!” Jacob, meanwhile, hung his head low as he shrank to the side, too ashamed and guilty
Chapter 20: Stuff of nightmares
Charlotte couldn't understand why Alistair ordered the nurse to take off Elizabeth's clothes.But Alistair didn't bother with a response as he had no interest in talking to an ignorant nut. “You idiot! If you can't speak properly, then keep your mouth shut! No one would mistake you for a mute!” Caleb snapped, glaring sharply at her. With Donald tugging her aside, Charlotte finally bit back her words, though her eyes remained locked on Alistair, watching him like a hawk. The nurse, hesitant, glanced at Caleb who then bellowed impatiently. “What are you waiting for? Do as Mr. Reid says for God's sake!” “And the rest of you!” He said, turning to the other men in the room. “Do I have to tell you what you need to do?” Immediately getting the hint, all the male bodyguards, servants, and doctors swiftly turned away. Once their backs were turned, the nurse walked over to Elizabeth's bedside and then began to carefully strip her of most of her clothing. By the time she was done, only