Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 738

After the stock market closed that evening, the Lindvall family declared bankruptcy, leaving their company's assets to be liquidated by the court.

Staying by Chad's hospital bed in a daze, Rachel sighed again and again. She didn't even dare to imagine how she would inform him that she had lost all their family's assets after he woke up.

At this moment, Chad suddenly coughed violently, causing his whole body to tremble. He then spat out blood within a few seconds.

"Doctor! Doctor!" Rachel ran out madly and brought the attending doctor and a group of nurses back.

She stood guard outside the ward, watching Chad being resuscitated through the glass window.

An hour later, Chad's life was saved, but the doctor came out and said wearily to Rachel, "I'm sorry. We've done our best. If it happens again, I can't guarantee that he'll be saved."

"It's impossible. My son was fine. Why is he critically ill?" Rachel grabbed the doctor's hand and pleaded tearfully, "Save him, save my son. He's still young—only 20 years old. He can't die…"

But the doctor could only sigh and promise nothing.

Rachel finally got tired from the crying. She suddenly calmed down and recalled Helen's warning at the club that day.

"Chad will die on the day the Lindvall family declares bankruptcy."

The Lindvall family was not bankrupt, but it was no different than being bankrupt, and something also happened to Chad at this time.

It must be Helen's fault!

At the thought of this, she wiped her tears as she got up from the floor and left the hospital in a hurry.

After spending a large sum of money, she finally learned Helen's whereabouts an hour later.

Helen was stunned when she saw the address.

"It's… It's nothing now," Rachel forced herself to lie.

"Oh, then that's great," Dennis said indifferently.

Rachel grew furious as she looked at him, so she forced herself to look away and approached Helen.

"Helen, come with me to the hospital to save my son. You almost killed him!" Rachel instructed in a domineering manner.

Helen was indifferent. "Do you have proof?"

"Of course, many people saw that you touched him and caused him to be like this. Don't ever think that you can deny it," Rachel uttered.

"He's critically ill after I touched him? Is your son a porcelain doll that shatters with just a touch?" Helen rebuked.