Savannah nodded.
At the same time.
Susan was finally put down by the bodyguard after a forced sightseeing tour in LA in the late afternoon.
"You'll see!" As soon as she got out of the car, she jumped up and shouted, "I will drive you and that bitch off sooner or later!"
She was the daughter of old Sterling. How dare this bodyguard lock her in his car like an animal for a whole afternoon!
"Whatever!" The Bodyguard said, stepped on the gas, and sped off!
Dylan always behaved peremptorily, and his subordinate was the same overweening as him!
Susan cursed silently, grinding her teeth.
She got into a taxi. Moments later, the car stopped at a private hospital far from downtown.
The hospital, located in a sheltered place, had a very quiet environment. It served specially for rich people and afforded a pretty high level of privacy.
Susan got out of the car and went straight in with a sullen look. She walked to a doctor's office and knocked at the door.
The doctor rose to meet her when she saw her coming. But Susan had no time to care about the proprieties. She anxiously asked, "Doctor, has Devin's test report come out?"
"The result has come out." The doctor nodded gravely. "Mrs. Yontz, I'm sorry, after the screening test RPR and the diagnostic test TPPA, we can be sure that your son has been infected with syphilis."
The doctor's words extinguished Susan's last hope. She fell back on a chair and clenched her fist.
Devin became infected with this terrible disease.
"Doctor, can it be completely cured? Would there be any aftereffect?" Susan calmed down and asked.
The doctor looked even more serious. "According to my previous experience, this disease can be controlled by antibiotics without relapse as far as possible. The patient's daily life will not be greatly affected. But... "
"But what?" Susan's mind clamped down.
"This disease might leave the patient infertile."
One over-stretched chord of Susan's worry broke.
She was annoyed and shocked to learn that Devin had been diagnosed with tertiary syphilis. But now, she was on the verge of a breakdown.
Infertile…
It meant... Could Devin never have his own children?
Susan, her body, pulling downward, almost fell off her chair. Her eyes flashed with rage!
Dylan, how cruel you are to use this way to revenge Devin!
A few days ago, Susan called Devin to his apartment. The servant answered the phone and said that Devin seemed uncomfortable but did not see a doctor.
Susan hurried over and saw her son lying in bed in pain, and a strange smell was floating in the room. Then she was shocked to know what happened to Devin. He had stolen a design drawing and was punished by Dylan by sending a strange woman to his bed.
Not long after that, Devin had a slight fever, and his genitals began to ache and fester. Embarrassed and afraid to be known by others, Devin bought some medicine and treated himself at home. However, the illness became more and more serious. After an investigation, he knew that the woman Dylan sent to his bed that night was a prostitute from Diamond Nightclub. She had received numerous men and already developed a serious venereal disease.
Susan was shocked, knowing that Devin had been infected by the prostitute. Then she sent her son to the private hospital secretly.
Before the results came out, she still hoped everything could be okay.
But the result quenched her last hope, and it was even worse than she had imagined!
Devin not only caught a serious STD, but he lost his ability to have kids!
Thinking of this, Susan clenched her fists, and her eyes flashed red.
Dylan was really ruthless! He might as well beat Devin to the hospital or maimed him!
Now she couldn't even complain to her father!
Dylan didn't touch Devin at all. What could she say? Devin slept with a hooker and got a disgraceful illness?
How did that make sense?
If dad knew that Devin might not be able to have children, he might completely give up Devin!
That must be Dylan's ultimate purpose! He wanted to make Devin reap the consequences and scream in silence.
Even if Devin stole his design, even if Devin almost assaulted that little bitch, he was still Dylan's nephew! How could Dylan be so cruel!
No wonder her father made Dylan the president of the group as soon as he returned home.
He developed into a ruthless operator, an arbitrary overbearing president!
She used to underestimate this younger brother...
However, it should blame the little bitch Savannah.
If it weren't for her, Devin wouldn't be so miserable like this!
No. Devin couldn't be infertile.
Now her brother had a cold relationship with dad, and dad had no grandchildren. That's why Devin could become the vice president with the baby in Valerie before. It was possible that dad would leave the wealth of the Sterling to Devin in the future. But if Devin could never have a child, by no means would dad give Devin the company!
At that time, Dylan would get everything!
It couldn't be.
Devin's inability to have children must not be known to anyone.
Susan drew out her checkbook, wrote down a number, and tore it out, handing it to the doctor. "Please keep the matter secret. If someone comes to you and asks about Devin, do you know what you should say?"
The doctor had treated many rich patients and knew very well what Susan meant. He accepted the check and nodded. "I know. Don't worry, Mrs. Yontz. I won't disclose a word. If anyone asks me later, I will say that your son has only some minor illness."
***
After leaving the private hospital, Susan took a taxi to her son's apartment.
Devin was lying in bed. He had seen a doctor and taken some medicine, feeling much better now.
"Mom, what did the doctor say?" He sat up when he saw his mother come.
Susan took a soft pillow and put it behind her son. She slowly sat on the bed with a sigh and finally told him the truth.
"What?" Devin stared wide-eyed at his mother and couldn't believe it.
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