Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Living in Your Heart (26)

"When will the wedding take place?"

Nathaniel Green responded with a smile, "The exact date hasn’t been set yet, but we’ve already picked up the marriage certificate. The wedding can’t be far off—it’s in the near future, and details will be announced when the time comes."

...

As Lucy Eaton disembarked from the plane, she saw Nathaniel Green’s announcement online and almost laughed to death, "Saying it this way does seem quite reasonable."

Jacob Green held Naomi, "He thought it through; if he hadn’t put it that way, there would have been much doubt, inevitably causing trouble. We’ll go to your father’s house first; I’ve already sent a message to notify the eye institute."

"Okay." She thought the same, to visit her parents first.

Jackson Baker and Liora Hughes were thrilled when they learned the news online, and immediately called Jacob Green, who told them they were almost at the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

The couple cried and laughed, eagerly running to the door to wait.

When the car arrived, Liora Hughes watched the car door intently and saw Lucy Eaton get off, then ran forward crying.

Mother and daughter embraced and wept.

"Dad, Mom, I’m sorry; I haven’t been a filial daughter. I’ve made you worry about me for so long."

"As long as you’re alive, all that sadness doesn’t mean much, Lucy, my precious."

No matter how old the children get, in their parents’ eyes, they are always just kids.

"Mom, this is my daughter." Lucy Eaton prompted Naomi to call grandma and grandpa.

Naomi obliged sweetly, calling them.

Jackson Baker took his granddaughter from Jacob Green, tears gleaming, "Good, good, good."

He said "good" three times, expressing his endless emotions through his eyes.

In the living room, Lucy Eaton explained the events from years ago in detail, stirring deep sympathy from Jackson Baker and Liora Hughes.

They hated Arthur Bennett even more.

"That damned scoundrel, he’s no better than dead now." Liora Hughes said through gritted teeth, "I heard he can’t even eat now and just lies there, wide-eyed. The toxicity was too severe; despite many treatments over the past years trying to alleviate it, soon he’ll breathe his last. Everyone at the Presidential Mansion is now siding with the Second Highness."

"I foresaw this day a long time ago; I had Flora Palmer administer the poison." Lucy Eaton didn’t have to hold back anything in front of her parents.

Jackson Baker and Liora Hughes exchanged a glance; this was something they hadn’t expected.

"I need to go to the Presidential Mansion to perform an eye surgery for the Second Highness; we’ll talk more when I’m back."

"Alright." Liora Hughes urged her husband, "Send more people with Lucy."

"No need; even if they went, they couldn’t enter. Besides, Jacob Green and I brought people from Ningham when we came, they’ll be with me." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

When Lucy Eaton arrived at the Presidential Mansion, the senior professors who would be on the operating table today were already waiting for her.

They understood why Jacob Green visited the eye institute so frequently over the years upon finding out Tia Bailey was actually Lucy Eaton.

"What should we call you now? That’s the question."

Lucy Eaton laughed, "Just call me Lucy; after all this time, we’re all familiar, aren’t we?"

"Then let’s call you that. Lucy, it’s about time, let’s go in."

"Alright."

When the six doctors arrived at the Presidential Mansion’s operating theater, Emma Bennett was already waiting.

He learned from Theodore Fenn about Lucy Eaton’s survival and that she had relearned ophthalmology to help him.

This touched and delighted him so much he couldn’t remain calm.

"Highness, the doctors have arrived."

"She came too, right?"

"Yes." Theodore Fenn replied with a smile.

Emma Bennett suddenly didn’t know where to put his hands.

"Congratulations, Highness."

Emma Bennett heard the long-missed voice again, "Hello everyone, Lucy, come over."

Lucy Eaton stepped up to him, "Highness."

"It was you back then." He referred to the incident several years ago when she escaped from the Presidential Mansion’s prison and asked for his help.

"The one named Tia Bailey was me."

His hand accurately landed on her face.

Lucy Eaton didn’t move; his fingers touched the small mole on her nose wing, then he withdrew his hand, "You’ve worked hard these years."

"It wasn’t hard because I did everything I wanted to."

Emma Bennett smiled slightly, "That’s wonderful."

Lucy Eaton returned the smile, "Highness, you’re about to undergo surgery. Please don’t be nervous; we’ll do everything to ensure the surgery’s success."

"I’m not nervous at all." Because you’re here.

Emma Bennett lay down in the patient’s gown, and when the anesthesiologist administered the injection, it was very painful; Lucy Eaton held his hand, "Bear with it."

He nodded, feeling incredibly reassured at that moment.

The President and others waited outside the operating room.

The wait lasted eight hours.

The six doctors focused intently, showcasing their most professional skills.

Successfully completing this long-prepared surgery.

As Lucy Eaton stepped down from the operating table, she was exhausted and sat in a chair, feeling too tired to move.

Watching the still fully anesthetized Emma Bennett, she told him in her heart: You will see all the wonders of this world.

Leaving the Presidential Mansion, it was nearly 6 in the afternoon.

Dinner was ready waiting for her at the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

All the Bakers were present.

Grandma and Grandpa Baker, Jackson Baker’s brother’s family.

From Martha Baker’s worried words, she learned Mason Baker had been caught yesterday for accepting large bribes from criminals.

He called Grandma Baker for help but she refused, saying it was his own fault.

Needless to say, Mason Baker not only lost his job but also faces a severe penalty of over ten years in prison.

Lucy Eaton felt pleased, thinking Autumn Fletcher’s child stepping into such affairs was no surprise.

The family enjoyed dinner together, filled with laughter.

The long-missed joyous laughter lingered at the Prime Minister’s Mansion continuously.

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Three days later, Elliot Gill returned from Country A, meeting Flora Palmer at the Palmer Family’s place.

Flora Palmer’s appearance had indeed changed significantly, the plastic surgery succeeded, and her face looked natural.

But his discerning eyes recognized her even without self-introduction.

Some things he understood without asking.

"When did you get back?"

"This morning; this is my child, William Green."

"Why does the child..." Elliot Gill looked down at the child’s face, "look just like Lewis?"

Flora Palmer remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "It’s his, but he doesn’t know."

"Do you plan never to let him know?"

"He doesn’t need to know."

"Are you upset because he’s my man?" Elliot Gill pointed to the issue, "He’s my man; I make him do what I want, even against his will; you shouldn’t blame him."

Flora Palmer was indeed surprised, not expecting him to say this.

"There’s no possibility between us; he doesn’t like me. This child was an accident; I don’t want it to affect his life or force him to bear responsibility he could otherwise avoid."