The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1196

Chapter 1196:

Just then, a rapid succession of knocks echoed in Ethan's office.

“Mr. Mitchell!” Sonia's voice trembled. “Mr. Mitchell, Gracie has slashed her wrist, trying to commit suicide.”

Proper etiquette kept Sonia from barging in, so she raised her voice from outside, urgency clear in every word.

Ethan heard her clearly and rushed out. “What did you say just happened?” Disbelief colored his question.

“Miss Wilson is unconscious. She tried to commit suicide by slashing her wrist,” Sonia explained, gesturing

urgently toward Steven's office as she led Ethan there.

Ethan quickly outpaced Sonia and rushed over. The concerned office staff followed him to help.

Neville and Rex also arrived after hearing the news.

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Once at Gracie’s office, a chilling sight met them—a pool of blood stained the floor.

Ethan immediately checked for Gracie’s pulse. “She's still breathing! We have to get her to the hospital, now!”

As he reached out to pick Gracie up, the thought of Brenna flashed through his mind. Pulling back, he instructed,

“Neville, you carry her.” Without hesitation, Neville obeyed.

A tense voice in the crowd asked, “Is she going to die from blood loss?”

“Probably not,” cone uncertain reply.

“Nobody really knows,” another whispered.

While they waited anxiously for the elevator, the director of the IT department arrived on the scene, his eyes

widening at the sight of Gracie unconscious, the wound already crusted with dried blood.

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Without wasting time, he gave Ethan his report. “That compromising photo of Gracie was sent from a temporary

account—no phone number, and the account was deleted. We have no way to trace the sender.”

Ethan's expression darkened. “At least tellif you know which floor it was sent from.”

“The account activity was traced to this floor. Beyond that, we've got nothing.” The nearby employees

exchanged glances after hearing that.

They wondered about the consequences for the culprit, knowing that at least dismissal was certain.

Cold authority colored Ethan's words. “Keep digging. If you can’t handle something this simple, I'll have to

question your ability. Failure will affect your year-end bonus.”

A flicker of panic crossed the director's face. “Understood. I'll get on it right away!”

Ethan accompanied Gracie to the hospital, waiting anxiously outside the emergency room with Neville.

Roughly half an hour passed before the doors opened and Gracie was wheeled out.

Gracie’s face was pale, a blood transfusion bag hanging above her bed. She hadn’t regained consciousness.

Ethan's anxiety eased a little when he saw that she was still alive. “Doctor, how is she?”

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