Chapter 24 One Person for a Lifetime

• "Renee, you just had surgery, and you need to rest well."
• I didn't die. In fact, Clair had forcefully brought me out from Bryxton to undergo a surgery that had a success rate of only one percent.
• However, Clair was adamant. He claimed that when he arrived at Felix's villa that night, I was already on the verge of death. I was dressed in a white gown and laying on the bed, my face pale. Even if I didn't go through with the surgery, I would have died anyway.