Chapter 2 The Heir Of The Leopard Family

Having said that, Shiela didn't have the same privileges as the other members of her family.

So Farris didn't have the heart to use her hard-earned money.

"Money can be earned again, but you can't bring the dead back to life.

Take this money and ask the doctor to start the surgery.

I'll find a way to raise the rest of the money for you."

Tossing the bag into Farris' arms, Sheila said, "Mom is asking me to return home. I have to go now. Go ahead and pay for the medical fees first."

Overcome with grief, Farris held the bag of money tighter and watched Sheila's figure disappear from his sight.

Since he married Sheila, he had never given his wife anything that could make her happy.

Now he even had to spend the money she had been saving up.

Farris felt he was so useless, but he swore to himself that he would make it up to her in the future.

As he thought of this, he felt his cheeks getting wet.

He didn't even notice that he was crying.

While he was immersed in his thoughts, the heartbeat monitor beside the patient's bed gave a rapid alarm.

Several doctors and nurses rushed inside and wheeled the patient into the emergency room.

It all happened so suddenly.

Farris was consumed by fear as if he was going to lose the most important person in his life.

He hurriedly followed them but was stopped outside the emergency room.

A quarter of an hour later, the doctor walked out of the emergency room and told Farris with a sigh, "The patient's condition is getting worse. She's fine for now. But if you can't pay the fees for the surgery before five o'clock, I'm afraid you'll have to prepare for her funeral."

After hearing these words, the pain and sadness that surged in his heart made him paralyzed for a moment.

"I'm such a loser! I can do nothing to help the person I loved."

In an attempt to release the grief in his heart, Farris punched the wall until blood seeped from his knuckle.

"No, I still have one last option. I can't give up yet. I must save her!"

In the end, Farris took out his phone once again and scrolled through his contacts with trembling fingers until he finally found the number that he had blocked in the past.

There was a person that he hated to the core, but now he had to brace himself to meet him because he had no other choice left.

It was ironic that the person who killed his biological mother was his only hope now to save his foster mother.

"Hello, Mr. Leopard."

A familiar voice came through the phone.

It had been a while since he last talked to this man.

Despite his trembling voice, Farris mustered up his courage and said, "I won't forgive my father, but I'm willing to be the heir of the Leopard Family!"

"That's great, sir. Your father will be very happy to hear this. Where are you now?"

"Municipal General Hospital."

"Please give me a few minutes. I'll be right there."

The person on the other end of the line was Salter Leopard, the butler of the Leopard Family.

He was tingling with excitement by the time he hung up the phone.

He had been waiting for a year to get a reply from Farris, and now the long wait was over. Therefore, he didn't waste any time and rushed to the hospital.