Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 1203

Silas gave Fia a bitter smile and said, “Thank you, Ms. Sia. But this method isn’t the best way to treat this.”

“It’s better than standing by and watching him burn to death,” Fia shrugged and said.

Silas gave the Maxwell’s family doctor a phone call before asking Conrad like a worried mother, “Sir, have you had breakfast yet?”

“No,” Conrad answered as he stared at Fia. Even though she had always treated him coldly, he felt a sense of bliss just from seeing her.

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make breakfast!” Silas quickly stepped toward the kitchen.

Seeing this, Fia ordered her children, “You two, stay here and don’t go anywhere.” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes, Mommy!”

Adrian and Irene were delighted to be around Conrad. So, they did not ask where their mother was going.

Conrad, on the other hand, felt like a sourpuss from seeing Fia following Silas into the kitchen. Why did she treat Silas better than him? Heck, she spoke with Silas more when compared to speaking with him.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen…

After putting a pot of water on the stove to boil, Silas turned and was surprised to see Fia standing at the kitchen’s entrance.

“Ms. Sia, perhaps I should prepare breakfast for you and the children too?”

“Mr. Silas, I need to talk to you,” Fia said with a stern face.

“Certainly. I’m all ears.”

“Your boss is tormented by a rather tricky poison. You really should get an expert to check up on him.” Fia pressed on with an astringent voice. She needed Silas to take this matter seriously and seek out Tiger. “If you continue diddling around, your boss could die in a month!”

Silas widened his eyes and said, “What? How could that be? Sir has always been very healthy!”

“Healthy, you say? He’s got a fever and he passed out in his home. If it weren’t for me, he might have burned into a vegetable due to the fever!”

“But… What could I do? Perhaps someone from the hospital can help…? Or perhaps you could help? If you can get help, I could pay… No matter the price…”

“Halt right there. I can’t be of much help. I told you, you should get an expert. Your CEO is such a hotshot. Surely, he has an expert chemist under his employment?” Fia asked as she squinted at Silas.

Silas lowered his head with a conflicted face. “We had one. But he left five years ago due to some… complications.”

“If he’s your colleague, I suppose it isn’t that hard to reestablish contact with him.” Fia patted on her own shoulder, pretending to clean off some imaginary dust on her clothes, before saying, “You best make haste. Time is of the essence.”

Silas frowned as he sunk deep into his thoughts. It had been five years but Tiger never contacted him even once. Well, he himself never tried to contact Tiger too.

It was not that he did not want to contact Tiger. Silas thought that he needed to focus on helping their boss retrieve his memories.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have the means to contact him,” Silas said.

“Really? You don’t have his contact? Not even his number?” Fla asked as she raised an eyebrow.

“His phone was not reachable after he left five years ago. Unless Mr. Maxwell can recover his memories, I don’t have the means to reestablish contact with him.”

Conrad had a secret network so he could contact every person that was under his employ. This was the only way to reach Tiger now.

Yet, due to Conrad losing his memories, the network was not usable.

“So, you’re saying that… so long as he could recover his memories, he’d be able to contact everyone that works for him, is that right?” Fia asked, “Like, he could contact them no matter where they are?”

“Yes. As long as they’re still alive,” Silas answered earnestly.

Fia almost blurted out, ‘Then, you should ask him to contact Sophia’. Still, she held it in at the last moment. She could not afford to break her cover.

Besides, Lucifer was a very cautious psychopath. And Sophia was currently still under this psychopath’s control. If she made them reclaim the girl to their side, it might not end well for Sophia

“Then, you should do your best to help your boss regain his memories,” Fia said coldly.

“But we’ve tried everything in the past five years! Yet, there’s no sign of him recovering a lick of memory! How could we make him recall everything now?” Silas lamented.

“Give me some of his blood samples,” Fia said.

“You’re going to cook up a cure for him?” Silas was pleasantly surprised to hear that.

“No, I haven’t the faintest clue on what to do with the poison. But I can find out what’s been messing with his body all these years.”

Fia could wager a fortune that the poison in Conrad’s blood stream right now had something to do with Lucifer. She was now working for Lucifer so there was no way she could go against his will.

Fia sighed as she thought of Beryl. This was most likely Beryl’s work. It had to be!