“Mr. Hale.”

“Find out where Mnie’s uterus for the transnt came from,” Heriberto ordered.

Brogan on the phone paused for a moment, then quickly nodded, “Yes, Mr. Hale.”

Hung up the phone, the restless and uncontroble feeling that had been lingering in Heriberto’s mind these days surged.

When Iris was around, he never worried about anything rted to Iris.

Howe now she left on her own ording to the agreement, he would get angry at the drop of a hat because of her.

Heriberto didn’t understand.

He thought, maybe it’s just a habit, after all, three years is enough to make someone rely on another person.

This is also Iris’s cleverness.

For three years, she took care of him meticulously, hoping that he would rely on her, couldn’t live without her, and wouldn’t divorce her.

But she was wrong.

He must have quickly adapted to the fact that she left.

When Agnese came downstairs after getting ready, breakfast was already prepared and coffee was brewed.

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But Heriberto didn’t feel like eating at all, not even a desire to take a bite.

He walked straight out.

“Mr. Hale, you didn’t have breakfast?” Agnese asked.

Heriberto didn’t even look back, he ordered, “Find a chef ording to Iris’s cooking skills.”

Agnese was being criticized, but instead of getting upset, she actually felt relieved and quickly agreed.

Heriberto had just left the house and got in the car when his phone rang again.

It was Mnie who called.

“Hey.” Mnie’s soft and excited voice came through the phone. “Have you had breakfast?”

“What’s up?” Heriberto asked expressionlessly.

Mnie immediately looked a bit down when she heard his voice didn’t sound too happy, and she said with a hint of grievance, “Heri, didn’t you forget? You promised to apany me for the transnt surgery.”

“Yeah, I haven’t forgotten,” Heriberto furrowed his brow slightly, “When is the surgery? I’ll have my secretary clear my schedule.”

“At two o’clock this afternoon,” Mnie’s voice was cautious yet hopeful, “but I have to go to the hospital for a check–up this morning, can youe with me?”

“What time in the morning?” Heriberto furrowed his brow again.

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“At 10 o’clock, I went to thepany to find you, is that okay?” Mnie’s voice became even more cautious.

Heriberto hesitated for a moment, “You go straight to the hospital, we’ll meet up there.”

“Well, I’ll wait for you at the hospital.”

Heriberto hung up the phone, then remembered what Iris said, feeling a bit annoyed, he rubbed his forehead.

Iris meant that Mnie’s transnted uterus had some issues.

I’m having surgery this afternoon, what could possibly go wrong with my uterus?

However, organ transnts often require waiting for several years, and sometimes even waiting for years may not guarantee a turn.

Mnie had only been back in the country for a short time, and she already found a suitable uterus for transntation. It’s a bit strange, to

be honest.

But he believed, knowing Mnie, she wouldn’t do anything to hurt others.

Heriberto was about to call Brogan to ask about Mnie’s uterus transnt when Brogan knocked on the door himself.

“What did you find?” Heriberto asked urgently.

“Mr. Hale, Ms. Montelle’s uterus transnt surgery was scheduled for the afternoon, but she used an alias, not her own identity information, and, the source of the uterus was indeed illega Brogan answered cautiously.

Heriberto frowned, his eyes sharp, “How is that not legal?”

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Brogan lowered his head, “The uterus was bought by Ms. Montelle for 800,000 from a living person, but the other party was not willing to sell and was forced by family members. Now, the woman who sold the uterus has run away, and her family can’t find her at all. I guess Ms. Montelle’s afternoon transnt surgery will be canceled.”

Spending money to buy a uterus from a living person!! The other party was forced!!

Listening to Brogan’s words, it was obvious that Heriberto’s face fell.

“Did you verify everything you looked up?” he asked.

Just as he finished speaking, the phone rang. It was Mnie calling.

Brogan was about to answer when Heriberto raised his hand to stop him and answered the phone instead.

“Yesterday, there was a problem with the transnt surgery, so we might have to cancel it for now.”

Mnie’s soft voice carried a sense of guilt, “Sorry, almost made youe here for nothing.”

Heriberto had a serious look on his face and asked in a low, calm voice, “What’s the matter?”

“The lead surgeon suddenly fell ill, so the surgery had to be rescheduled,” Mnie had prepared an excuse in advance.

“The time for preserving organs taken from living bodies is limited. If the lead surgeon falls ill, won’t we have to find a new donor for the surgeryter on?“/

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