The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 1211

Mr. Bourn and Mr. Nelson looked at each other. There was a deep meaning in their eyes, and they had

a tacit understanding of each other.

"Everyone, be quiet. Don't say anything else now. The safety of Mr. Everett is the most important thing.

"We should do our own duty. Even if Mr. Everett isn't around, we have to let the company operate

normally."

The small shareholders agreed. "That's right!"

"Hurry up and start today's meeting!"

"Tomorrow, Mr. Nelson and I will go to the hospital again. Anyway, we have to find out about Mr.

Everett."

"That's great. Mr. Bourn's suggestion is the best."

The medium and small shareholders did not say anything else.

Anyway, due to the major shareholders, they did not have much say.

[Bruce Everett is shot. He dies with all rescue efforts in vain.]

[Bruce Everett is in a steady condition. His vital signs are stable.]

[Bruce Everett has successfully undergone artificial heart transplant surgery.]

In order to attract attention and earn traffic, some bad media outlets posted all kinds of news online

every day.

All the people of Greyport were worried. They could not figure out which piece of news was real and

which piece of news was false.

However, one thing they did know for sure was that Bruce Everett had been shot.

"I really hope that my idol Bruce is fine. He's so handsome and rich. How can he die?"

"He's such a good man. I don't want him to die. Boohoo!"

Bruce had a great number of female fans, who couldn't accept this fact even more. From the subway to

the malls, people were discussing this matter. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

After all, Bruce was the weather vane of Greyport. He was a god in the hearts of the people.

Now something bad had happened to him, so the people in Greyport were all worried.

Ritz Villa.

Joanna personally made dumplings for the children. They were so happy that they could not help but

chatter as they were eating.

Davian looked at Joanna's abdomen in shock. "Mommy, Lilia said that you're pregnant again. Is that

true?"

Joanna smiled gently. "Yes, it's true."

"Wow, that's great. We will have a younger brother or sister."

"I hope that Mommy will give birth to a younger sister for us this time and that she'll be as cute as Lilia."

"I like to have a younger sister, too, but I can also accept a younger brother. When Lilia is looking for a

boyfriend, the four of us can help Lilia to make a choice."

"Hurry up and eat!" Joanna looked at the children happily and contentedly.

It had been a long time since she felt so blissful.

It was past nine in the evening.

Bruce returned from the hospital.

Joanna was still waiting for him. "Bruce, you're back. I have made spaghetti for you."

"All right!" Bruce took off his coat and mask. Then, he washed his hands and prepared to eat spaghetti.

"How is he?"

Bruce stirred the spaghetti with a fork and said in a serious tone, "He is not in a good condition. The

doctor said that we have to prepare for the worst!"

"Alas..." Hearing this, Joanna frowned and sighed deeply.

"Now, I should get my plastic surgery done as soon as possible."

Joanna looked at him worriedly. "But didn't the doctor say that the genes in your body might continue to

mutate?"

"Let's not worry about that for now. I should recover my previous appearance first. Otherwise, once

Boris dies, I will completely become an unregistered person."

"Alas!" Joanna could not help but sigh again.

After Bruce heard her sigh, a trace of guilt appeared on his face. He stopped eating. "I'm sorry, honey. I

have made you suffer with me and made you worry every day."

"No, I just think..." Joanna said. She suddenly felt suffocated and did not know what to say.

The Everett family was glorious on the surface. It was a top-notch wealthy family, and everyone envied

them.

However, in reality, disasters happened to their family one after another, and they hardly had a day of

peace.

"Joann, didn't I tell you that I had bought an island overseas? After this event, we'll go and live there."

"Mm, hurry up and eat your spaghetti. It is about to become cold." Joanna forced a smile.

Bruce smiled and continued eating his spaghetti. "The spaghetti cooked by you is the most delicious.

Even delicacies of every kind are not comparable to it.

"Thank you, darling!"

The Yanice Group.

Marcus had been thinking for two days. He felt that Bruce was very suspicious.