That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Old Whitaker’s condition baffled even the most renowned doctors, leaving them at a loss for a solution.

Gabriel spent a considerable amount of time explaining the complexities of Old Whitaker’s condition.

At six o’clock in the evening, after Olivia finished work, she went alone to the Whitaker Family Estate, following the address given by Gabriel.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a butler’s attire, opened the door and politely inquired, “Hello, may I ask who you are?”

Olivia greeted him with a smile and replied, “Hello, I am the doctor who came to treat Old Whitaker. I called this afternoon.”

Hearing this, the butler scrutinized her for a moment, noting her young age, which raised some doubts in his mind.

Could someone this young handle such a case?

However, he maintained his composure and after a brief pause, he said, “Since you’re a doctor, please come in with me.”

With that, he turned around and led Olivia into the estate.

Olivia noticed the butler’s lack of trust in her, but she didn’t mind.

Before healing a patient, she accepted any doubts.

She followed the butler through the courtyard, and her eyes were met with a picturesque scene of a south city-style garden, exuding elegance.

It was clear that the Whitaker family was indeed a refined and prominent household.

As they walked into the villa, the butler asked Olivia to sit on the sofa, saying, “We had some visitors just now. Our young master accompanied them upstairs to visit Old Whitaker. Let me inform him, please wait here for a moment.”

Olivia nodded and said, “Thank you.”

Taking a seat on the sofa, Olivia waited patiently.

A servant swiftly brought her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her.

After waiting for a while, Olivia heard footsteps coming from upstairs. She put down her cup, stood up, and looked towards the staircase.

Gracefully coming down were a young man and woman who bore a resemblance to each other.

The man had a handsome appearance, and the woman was also bright and beautiful, likely siblings.

As they walked, they seemed to be talking to the person behind them, presumably the visitor the butler mentioned earlier.

Olivia’s gaze followed them all the way, until the person behind the two revealed their figure.

The man was tall, with beautiful features, and a little girl in his arms. He was talking to the two men in front of him.

As if sensing her gaze, the man looked in her direction.

Four eyes relative, Olivia felt a beat in her heart.

Victor Leer!

She never expected to encounter him here!

Memories from that night flooded her mind all at once.

Olivia’s eyes trembled uncontrollably, and she almost couldn’t dare to meet his gaze. She forcefully pinched her palm, trying to calm herself down.

Taking a deep breath, she pretended to be nonchalant and shifted her gaze to the man and woman in front of her.

On the staircase, Victor’s footsteps paused, and he squinted, looking at the woman by the sofa. His gaze wandered on her face as if confirming something.

It wasn’t until he saw her avert her eyes that Victor’s gaze abruptly darkened.

It really was Olivia!

He thought he had been mistaken.

But how could this woman be here?

Victor felt slightly puzzled, but he didn’t show it on his face.

“What’s wrong, Victor?”

The man in front turned around, puzzled, and asked.

Hearing this, Victor slowly withdrew his gaze and replied with a flat tone, “Nothing, let’s go.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

The man in front nodded with doubt, and the three of them descended from upstairs with long strides.