Chapter 459 The Escape Plan
Crystal nodded thoughtfully. “Going abroad is a good idea. Leonard can’t exactly follow you overseas, right? And with him and Luca tearing each other apart, he probably won’t have the time to chase after you” That was exactly what I had in mind.
With multiple companies invested in the Manovia project, Leonard couldn’t be reckless. If Luca kept him occupied, I could receive proper treatment in Manovia
“Julian has also suggested I go abroad for treatment. My old university is over there too, so it makes sense. At least I could be active instead of just lying here. I’m going to die from boredom before anything else if I keep this up.”
I glanced at Zack, knowing I’d need his help to pull this off. I had money but no resources or connections.
However, he shook his head.
“Going abroad would leave a record. Medical treatment leaves a paper trail too. Do you think Leonard won’t catch on? Even if there’s a delay in processing your ‘death,’ he’d still be able to trace you. Do you really think you can false your death in front of him without him suspecting anything?” Zack sank into the couch with a sigh. “I won’t lie, It’s tricky. But if you’re determined to go, I’ll do everything I can to help. Don’t worry.
I nodded gratefully, feeling a glimmer of hope. As long as he was willing to help, there was a good chance I could pull this off.
Crystal had been quiet for a while, and I gently nudged her hand. “What are you thinking?”
“Just wondering where you’ll hide. Our country is big. We should be able to find somewhere for you to go off the grid. How about going to my hometown? It may not be the most convenient, but it’s secluded enough. Lots of people go there to retire or recuperate-you could just join the senior community.”
I smiled, half-jokingly considering it. Her hometown was a charming, picturesque place-perfect for a quiet getaway. But thinking about my condition, I shook my head
“I’ll probably need to stay in a hospital, maybe even have a couple of caretakers. Can your hometown handle that? I still think going abroad makes the
most sense.”
Zack nodded in agreement.
We all knew that, realistically, my health wouldn’t allow me to be anywhere without medical support.
Even if I could fake my own death, It would only mean leaving Leonard behind. I still couldn’t escape this illness.
Crystal, however, shook her head firmly. “Ms. Green, if you leave the country without proper ID, you’ll essentially be an illegal immigrant. It would be worse for you over there. But if you travel under your real name, Leonard will catch on immediately. “You’re not actually planning for us to wheel you into the funeral parlor and burn you, are you? What would we fill the urn with-baby formula?”
She glared at me, stubbornly focused on legal details. I couldn’t help but laugh at her relentless commitment to the rules.
If I ended up in a funeral parlor, I half-expected Leonard to personally oversee my cremation.
After hours of back-and-forth debate, we still hadn’t reached a solution that satisfied everyone.
As Crystal left with a defeated sigh, I managed a bitter smile. As much as I wanted to escape, I knew how difficult it would be. Leonard was sharp, and it would be hard to evade his scrutiny.
Just as 1 was wondering if he’d ever let go of his obsession with me, Leonard arrived that night
“Why are you here again?” I lay in bed, barely able to keep my eyes open. Just seeing him drained what little energy I had left.
He set a fruit basket on the table, smiling gently. “I brought you some cherries. They’re really sweet. I even tried one for you. The doctor said you might not need chemotherapy right now. If your condition improves, they can perform the surgery soon.” He tidied the ward as he spoke, playing the role of the caring husband perfectly.
I scoffed, sitting up. “Cut the small talk What do you want? More documents to sign? Photos to take? Hurry up-I want to sleep