Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 460 - 459: Brother’s Heart 1

Heath Hawthorne’s room.

Heath felt unwell after scolding Rosie Rowan and returning to his room. Not long after, he fell into a coma, his complexion pale and lifeless.

Claire Kane sat by the bed, holding his hand, crying her heart out: "Heath, wake up, I told you not to mess with feng shui, but you wouldn’t listen. Now you’ve fainted again. What am I supposed to do? What should I do?"

Heath’s eldest son also hurried back. Unfortunately, he missed the banquet and arrived to see his father lying on the bed, his life hanging by a thread.

"Dad, I’m sorry..."

Keith Hawthorne spoke, his eyes filled with intense anger, the whites of his eyes slightly red, and within moments, they were streaked with bloodshot lines: "Mom, where are those feng shui people?"

"They’re gone, all gone." Claire, at her wit’s end, added, "Your father probably knew that his body couldn’t hold out much longer, so he sent them away in advance."

"Father’s illness, even the doctors can’t find a cause. It’s an ailment of the heart. Those feng shui charlatans kept whispering this and that in his ear, making him doubt his skills, thinking he wasn’t a good feng shui master, and that’s why he got sick."

Claire, sharing the same sentiment as her son, immediately identified the illness’s cause: "Old Man Lee, go and throw out all those unsavory things from his study."

"Madam, this..."

"Didn’t you hear me? The man’s barely hanging on, what’s the point of keeping those cursed things?"

Claire, usually gentle and virtuous, had always disliked Heath’s feng shui pursuits but never to such an extreme. His illness made her abandon her usual grace, resenting all his feng shui studies.

Keith, anxious, asked, "Where’s the doctor? Why isn’t he here yet?"

"Our private doctor is at a loss regarding your father’s illness. He’s gone to bring Dr. Lewis from the city center hospital."

Claire, very upset, wiped the tears from her face and said, "Dr. Lewis checked before but couldn’t find the cause either..."

Keith let out a long sigh, "This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work..."

He looked at his mother, gently patted her shoulder, his voice choked, "Mom, call an ambulance, let’s take Dad to the hospital. We can’t hide this anymore."

Since the company is currently facing issues with going public, and many shareholders disagree, the internal strife is severe, making the chairman’s position precarious. Thus, Heath’s illness has been kept from the public.

Now at this point, they could only send him to the hospital, which would inevitably lead to uncontrollable internal turmoil, posing a great threat to Heath.

"There’s no other way."

Claire said, "That’s your father’s hard work. He once said that even if he were to die, he wouldn’t go to the hospital to let those eyeing our group have their way. He’s even thought it through, if he couldn’t hold on and went, you’d take over the group."

"Mom, compared to inheriting the company, I’m more concerned about Dad’s life. Those things are external; we only have one Dad." Keith clenched his fists and added, "Even if the news of Dad’s illness spreads and those old folks want to take advantage, I can go to the company and stop them from seizing Dad’s hard work."

Claire looked at her son, her expression touched, "You’ve grown up, then let’s follow your advice and take him to the hospital."

Just then, the door opened.

Serena Hawthorne saw her brother return, feeling a moment of joy, but when she saw her father lying on the bed with closed eyes, her expression turned pale, lips trembling, and after a while, she asked, "Mom, what’s happened to Dad? He was just fine..."

"He fell ill."

Upon hearing this, Serena’s tears fell, and she quickly ran over.

Seeing her father on the bed, she immediately started crying, turned to Cindy Sloane, "Cindy, quickly see what’s wrong with my dad? Didn’t you say you could save him?"

Tiana Thorne entered the room, smelling a herbal scent that made her feel a little dizzy, not like a life-saving medicine.

She quietly moved closer, standing beside Isaac Ford.

Claire and Keith, hearing her words, looked over.

Claire wiped her tears, seeing a glimmer of hope, "Serena, can she really save your dad?"

"She’s Yana Sloane’s daughter, Cindy Sloane, and also my classmate. She can definitely change our home’s feng shui setup and surely save Dad’s life." Serena explained to her mother with a trembling voice.

At this moment, as long as it could save her father, she believed anything impossible in this world.

Choking for a few seconds, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Tiana Thorne: "She’s also a guest invited by Dad, called Tiana Thorne, she can tell fortunes. Maybe she can resolve Dad’s calamity and make him better."

Claire didn’t look well and wasn’t very welcoming to them.

Keith had heard about Yana Sloane from his father. He could respect those his father respected, but he would never accept a fortune-telling charlatan.

He never believed in such things. To him, Tiana Thorne was an opportunistic fraud trying to make a quick buck from his father’s illness.

Pointing to the door, his eyes full of hostility, he shouted angrily, "Fortune-teller, get out!"

Instantly, Serena shivered a bit, "Brother, what are you doing? She’s a guest of our family."

Keith got angry just seeing her, "Knowing full well Dad loves studying metaphysics, you come to deceive him when he’s ill, keep him from seeing a doctor, and expect to save him? If you think you can con a penny out of the Hawthorne family, dream on!"

Claire also felt her son shouldn’t treat guests this way, but recalling his words, she found them quite sensible and pretended not to see, her gaze falling on the critically ill Heath, unable to hold back her tears again.

The happiest and most satisfied there was Rosie Rowan. Just thinking she’d be sent away in disgrace made her very pleased.

Keith saw she hadn’t moved, just kept her head down, and angrily shouted again, "Why are you still standing there? Get out now!?"

Isaac Ford’s expression turned colder, "Keith, watch your words."

Hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned.

In their eyes, Isaac Ford had always been a quiet and indifferent person. He was only here because Heath had been kind to him. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

But for him to speak up for a woman was truly surprising.

Rosie Rowan felt heartache, gently reminding him, "Isaac, cousin said she’s a fraud, you shouldn’t..."

Isaac coldly interrupted her, "Her identity, Uncle Heath already verified at the banquet. Since she’s Uncle Heath’s guest, I have reason to protect her."

With that, he stepped forward to stand in front of her, shielding her.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, taking a sweeping glance at everyone, as if even the air he breathed out was chilly.