Chapter 368 Personally Going Abroad

Chapter 371 Success

As soon as Gabriel got on the helicopter, Everett collapsed to the ground. People immediately rushed over to him.

Naomi kept shouting "Dad," but the helicopter still took off.

"No, I have to save him, I need to get down there!"

"Jonathan, where are your people? Why aren't they saving him?"

"He's my father, Jonathan, he's my father!"

Naomi's tears could no longer be held back and came streaming down.

Gabriel clenched his jaw and said word by word, "Everett was meant to die. He was prepared to die!"

"He's going to die, Ms. Kennedy. The medicine he took will briefly restore his mobility, but he'll die soon. You should know that."

Naomi stared at Gabriel blankly, tears blurring her vision again.

Gabriel felt bad but still insisted, "If you go back, he'll have died for nothing. You're the last witch doctor, his daughter. He can't let these people catch you."

"The police must be alerted by now. We have to leave Valensia immediately..."

Naomi couldn't remember what else Gabriel said after that.

She only remembered that she had just reunited with her biological father, finally understanding that someone in this world loved her, that she wasn't a child unloved by her parents.

But less than half an hour after reuniting with Everett, she had to face separation by death—not just a simple parting, but never being able to see him again.

Naomi gasped for air, but it felt like oxygen couldn't enter her lungs.

The last thing she saw was Jonathan's face before she completely passed out.

When she opened her eyes again, Naomi was already on Xander's private jet.

Her ears felt uncomfortable, and she shook her head hard.

"Naomi, you're awake? Do you feel sick anywhere?" Jonathan gripped her hand tightly, looking at her with concern.

Naomi's eyes were swollen from crying, and her voice was particularly hoarse. "What about him?"

"He was taken back." An elderly voice came from the side. Naomi turned to see Xander, the true head of the Harpers family.

Though Xander was clearly about the same age as Everett, he seemed a dozen years older, with a full head of white hair and many wrinkles around his eyes.

He smiled at Naomi. "Don't worry, the factory also has very good medical facilities. He might be okay."

Xander said "might," not "definitely."

Thinking of Everett's condition, Naomi lowered her eyes without speaking, but she knew in her heart that even if Everett survived, he didn't have much time left.

"Naomi." Jonathan put his arm around her shoulder, letting her head rest on him. "We might still have a chance to see him again. Grace has been found too. She's on a ship heading back home."

"Grace was found? Really?" Hearing that Grace was found, Naomi finally perked up.

Jonathan took out his phone, showing a video of Grace on a speedboat.

"Naomi, I'm fine. That was so scary—you don't know how frightened I was when I heard the gunshots."

"I'm completely okay. I'll be back home soon. I'll treat you and Mr. Cavendish to a big meal. I'll repay Mr. Cavendish's life-saving kindness through you!"

Grace's hair was a mess, her clothes were filthy, and there were bruises on her face from being hit.

But she was in good spirits, chattering non-stop to the camera.

Seeing Grace like this, Naomi's eyes grew moist too.

Naomi handed the phone back. "What about Vivian? Sending her back home should be enough for decades in prison, right?"

Suddenly Xander let out a long sigh, and Jonathan's voice became heavy. "Sorry, she got away."

It turned out Vivian used several boats as decoys. The people Jonathan sent out could only split into groups to chase them, and in the end, there weren't enough people—Vivian escaped in the chaos.

"Ms. Kennedy, don't worry. Though I've been imprisoned these years, I haven't just been lying in bed every day."

Xander on the side waved his phone. "All these years she imprisoned me, plus her bribery, embezzlement, and forcing patients to participate in human experiments—I have evidence of everything."

"As soon as I return to Avalonia, I'll hand the evidence to the police. The Harpers family didn't know about my situation before, but now that I'm back in charge, no one will dare protect her."

When mentioning Vivian, Xander's voice turned terrifyingly cold.

"That woman killed so many people. She won't have a good ending!"

Naomi glanced at Jonathan and saw him nod slightly. She said nothing more.

She knew that with Xander's hatred for Vivian, it would be easier for him to deal with her.

Vivian's fate wouldn't be good either.

Naomi clenched her fists and asked quietly, "There's really no way to save him anymore, is there?"

"Him" naturally referred to Everett.

Jonathan didn't speak, just tightened his arm around her.

Naomi closed her eyes somewhat desperately. She knew she had lost a loved one again.

Over ten hours later, the plane finally returned to Sunny Bay City.

Xander kept his word. The latest cell regeneration chamber he brought back was top-tier, with better effects than the previous version.

Naomi put aside her grief and threw herself completely into adjusting the cell regeneration chamber.

The memory card Everett left her contained many adjustment plans that he had tested one by one, saving Naomi and her team time on secondary research.

After two days without sleep, Naomi finally adjusted the cell regeneration chamber to optimal condition.

The moment Lloyd was placed inside, Naomi's heart leaped.

"Cell regeneration chamber C4-1 treatment, prepare, begin!"

Following Francis's command, the cell regeneration chamber slowly started up. A pale blue light shone out as Naomi stared intently at the data on the side.

Everyone held their breath. The one-hour treatment felt to Naomi like a whole week had passed.

The moment the chamber door opened, cheers erupted in the treatment room.

"Success, we really succeeded! The cancer cells really decreased!"

"Organ cells are regenerating—it's truly amazing!"

"We did it! This will rewrite history!"

Everyone was thrilled. Francis clenched his fist hard. "Great, wonderful! Ms. Kennedy, we succeeded!"

Francis turned around wanting to hug Naomi, but seeing Jonathan beside her, he pulled his hand back.

But Naomi stepped forward and grasped Francis's hand. "General Harrington, thank you so much, thank you so very much!"

Her eyes were filled with tears, but she still held back from crying.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had the chance to save Mr. Wallace. You created this miracle."

"It's not as exaggerated as you say." Francis laughed awkwardly, then looked past Naomi to see Jonathan's worried face.

Jonathan thought for a moment and put his phone back in his pocket.

He had just received word that Everett had passed away.

At Naomi's happiest moment, he decided to let her be happy a little while longer.