Regaining consciousness in the intensive care unit, the wealthy man overheard his wife’s conversation on the phone…

Erica nodded and, following the departing doctor with her eyes, began to deal with the capricious sensors. But before she could turn one of them on, James whispered quietly, Water, give me water. The nurse was startled by the unexpectedness of it almost jumping in place.

So you’ve woken up, why didn’t you signal? James gathered his remaining strength and whispered, Please don’t tell anyone that I’ve regained consciousness. Of course, we won’t be able to deceive the attending physician, but let it be a secret at least for today. Erica pondered.

The patient’s request sounded very strange, although considering his wife’s behavior, it didn’t seem out of the ordinary to her anymore, especially since James asked her to keep the secret just now. All right, I’ll do everything, but you still can’t drink. The most I can do is moisten your lips, Erica whispered to the patient.

James tiredly closed his eyes, realizing that the nurse was right. And five minutes later, a wet piece of cotton, soaked in water, touched his lips, containing the much needed moisture. Trying to quench his thirst even a little, James gently parted his lips to squeeze the cotton tip, full of precious liquid.

Naturally, it was too little, but James didn’t insist. The main thing was that he stayed alive and didn’t burn alive in the flaming car. While James pondered this issue, Erica set up an IV drip to provide his body with nutrients.

Tears of gratitude glistened in James’s eyes as he saw how caring she was and how she tried to help despite everything. No, they won’t get my will and inheritance. I will definitely recover and not give grace a penny in the divorce.

He thought, becoming more convinced of the fairness of his own words. With difficulty swallowing the lump rising in his throat, James closed his eyes and sank into a sweet sleep. At the same time, the nurse entered his treating doctor’s office and told everything as it was.

Dr. Merritt listened silently, understanding that her subordinate wanted to do what was best and didn’t pursue any personal agendas. Well, I won’t tell his wife that there’s progress in his treatment. If I were in her place, I’d be praying day and night for my husband’s recovery.

But this witch only thinks about grabbing her inheritance. Thank you for being vigilant and doing a good job, Erica. Joyful sparks lit up in the nurse’s eyes.

It’s not that James was particularly attractive to her. It’s just that the desire to help outweighed everything else. At the same time, Grace showed up at the restaurant and began to set her own rules there.

Being naturally fiery red, she resembled a fury, sweeping everything in her path. Taking advantage of her husband being in a coma for the third week now, Grace decided to take control of the establishment. Her cold and harsh gaze pierced through each employee, harboring sincere indifference and contempt towards their personalities.

The head chef was the first to get a scolding, receiving a reprimand and a fine for preparing dishes with too expensive ingredients. Mrs. Williams? But it’s not like that. It’s long been known that the quality of ingredients affects the final result, the man protested.

The business lady’s cheeks flushed with anger. Don’t you dare talk back to me here. Do you hear what I say goes? And anyway, from now on, decisions are made only by me.

If you don’t like it, go work in a roadside diner. Your talents will be more suitable there. All right, Mrs. Williams, I understand.

The head chef said gloomily, lowering his head. Andrew smirked. He liked the new manager much more than the previous one.

James had been soft and attentive, while Grace favored an aggressive approach to running the restaurant business. Approaching her, much like a jackal during a lion’s feast, the administrator remarked, Mrs. Williams, if I may suggest, for added effect, you should consider utilizing hidden surveillance cameras. Grace looked at Andrew with surprise, clearly fond of him.

And are there such cameras here? The administrator smiled contentedly. Of course, how else true? Mr. Williams didn’t like to watch the videos and only resorted to them in cases of extreme necessity. More often than not, the cameras are simply turned off.

But after the boss had the accident, I keep them on. It’s immediately evident when someone is in their element, unlike the lax management of my dear husband. But such tricks won’t fly with me.

Well done, Andrew. Your idea with the cameras is simply invaluable, Grace exclaimed, eliciting a satisfied smile from the administrator. A few minutes later, Grace started the recording and leaned in to monitor every move of the staff…