"Ohhhhh! I understand." Anabel shook her head. "You are really going through a lot."
"It's my responsibility. I can't let her die. I will do everything possible to make sure she survives." Sylvester said. As they were talking, Dr. Richard walked in and greeted Anabel.
"Is he the doctor?" Anabel asked Sylvester.
"Yeah, he is the one in charge of her." Sylvester replied, and Anabel turned to the doctor and asked. "What is really happening to her?"
“Vanessa’s liver is failing, and she needs a transplant as soon as possible. We will replace Vanessa’s failing liver with a healthy donor liver. The procedure is complex and costly, but it’s her only chance. I've told Sylvester what it will cost. If he continues to waste more time, he may lose her.” The doctor said, and she looked at Vanessa. She felt pity for her, then turned to the doctor.
“I will cover the cost, whatever it takes. I don't want anything to happen to her.” Anabel said and Sylvester smiled, seeing that everything was going smoothly.
“Alright then. When are you paying? The transplant team is ready, but we can’t proceed without the funds.” The doctor said.
"What about the liver?" Anabel asked.
"We have one stored. Once you pay, we will start the transplant." The doctor replied.
“Consider it done,” Anabel said. “I’ll make the arrangements immediately.”
Sylvester squeezed her hand. “Thank you, Anabel. You have no idea how much this means to me.”
“We are in this together. I will do anything to save her.”
With that, Anabel and Sylvester left the ICU to discuss the financial details. Anabel assured Sylvester that she would make arrangements and transfer the money to his account.
Sylvester felt so happy. He was about to be rich. They went back to the ICU, and Anabel spent some minutes before sitting up to leave.
"So when am I getting it?" Sylvester asked.
"Let's say tomorrow." Anabel replied. "I won't fail you." She hugged Sylvester, gave him a peck, and left.
Just as she went out of view, Desmond, who had come to collect the medical test results, strolled through the way. If Anabel had waited for some seconds, she could have met Desmond.
He was heading to his doctor's office when he overheard a familiar voice talking about Anabel in a room.
"Anabel is such a fool. Can you believe how easy that was?" Desmond heard and paused immediately. The name didn't really make him pause, but the voice. He recognizes the voice. The voice sounds like the man he saw with Anabel in the restaurant. The man she introduced as her boyfriend.
"Why is he calling her a fool? Who is he talking with?" He walked closer to the door to hear what he was saying well.
"I can't believe we are pulling this off. She didn't suspect a thing." Sylvester continued to talk. The door was slightly open, so he could clearly hear what he was saying. "We are becoming millionaires in less than twenty-four hours from now."
"It's almost laughable. She fell for it, hook, line, and sinker. I thought she's smart, but she's not. Not even close." Vanessa chuckled.
"Anyway, will she send it to your account or to the hospital?"
"Wait.....Who is she? What are they discussing about Anabel?" Desmond asked himself. He was still confused.
"No, she will send it to my account." Sylvester replied.
"That's better. This is such easy money. Poor girl thinks she's saving the life of your cousin sister, not knowing she's making us rich. Who will tell her that I'm your fiancée and not your cousin? It's ridiculous that she fell so easily." He heard the female voice laugh.
"You are such a great actor, you know, right? You deserve awards. I think you should consider a career in Hollywood." Sylvester continued to talk. "First, you acted as my cousin, sister. Now, you are acting as a dying patient. She didn't even notice anything."
"I can do anything once money is involved. I'm happy that we are going to be rich soon."
"Yeah, and this is just the beginning. We will continue to rip her till we are satisfied." Sylvester said.
"Three million dollars, just like that. Anabel has no idea what's coming." Vanessa gloated and continued, "It’s amusing how she thinks she's saving the day. Little does she know she’s funding our next big move."
"She’s blinded by her love and concern for me. She will never see through this," Sylvester said, and Desmond's fist tightened in anger. He could not believe what he was hearing. With what he had heard, he could tell that they were faking a sickness to exploit money from Anabel.
"But how rich is Anabel that they want to exploit three million dollars from her?" Desmond asked himself. "Who exactly is she? wait.... should I inform her? Fuck! That's impossible!"