Chapter 3

I frowned slightly.

Nathan couldn't hide the smile on his face. He pulled out a document triumphantly.

"Evelyn, you forgot—you already 'voluntarily' transferred the company to me."

It was the latest Hart Group personnel change notice, written clearly:

"I, Evelyn Hart, due to personal health reasons, voluntarily resign from my position as heir to the company and all board positions, and unconditionally gift all shares and assets under my name to my husband, Mr. Nathan Cooper."

At the signature line was my own handwriting.

I suddenly remembered.

Three days ago, Nathan had come to me with a document, excitedly telling me.

He'd pulled strings to secure a spot at the most prestigious postpartum care center in the city. The environment and services were top-notch—all I needed to do was sign the confirmation in person.

At the time, I was irritable from late-pregnancy pelvic pain and signed that thick stack of documents without looking carefully.

Turns out, this Property Transfer and Gift Agreement had been hidden among those postpartum center admission forms.

All the shares, properties, and funds under my name had been transferred to Nathan in that moment.

He turned around with the bearing of someone in power.

"Secretary Klein, since Miss Hart is no longer in control of the company."

"As the new director of Hart Group, I officially appoint Ms. Diana Monroe as the new director of this hospital. Draft an appointment notice immediately."

Undisguised ecstasy appeared on Diana's face.

"Thank you, honey."

Klein looked at me helplessly.

Just then, a figure hurried down the corridor—Director Wilson, who should have been in his office.

He was drenched in sweat, looking panicked.

"Miss Hart, we have an emergency!"

"An elderly couple who suffered a serious car accident was sent to the ER. The entire car was totaled. When they arrived, they were barely recognizable, with multiple organ ruptures!"

"The traffic police confirmed the license plate number."

"It's V08801!"

My heart seized. That was my parents' exclusive vehicle.

Director Wilson's voice trembled:

"The victims lost too much blood. We urgently need to request blood of the same type from the military blood bank! But activating the emergency rescue helicopter requires... requires board-level approval!"

I immediately caught the key point.

"When were they brought in?"

"It was... around 10 AM yesterday morning."

Yesterday morning at 10 AM.

It had been a full twenty-four hours.

My gaze was sharp as a knife:

"The first rule of employee orientation: memorize all license plate numbers and personnel names under the Hart family to ensure immediate rescue operations can begin!"

"Twenty-four hours have passed. Why didn't anyone report this to me?"

Director Wilson instinctively looked at Nathan before stammering:

"The hospital has already issued three critical condition notices."

"Mr. Cooper said you were about to give birth and shouldn't be disturbed with such matters."

I turned my head.

My gaze stabbed into Nathan like a knife.

This was the third catastrophic wrong Nathan had to confess to me.

He didn't just want my child and my assets. He wanted my parents' lives.

"Yes, I admit it."

Meeting my icy gaze, Nathan not only showed no guilt but smiled.

"Evelyn, I was doing this for your own good. Look, you're about to give birth. How could I dare upset you with bad news? What if your emotions affected the baby?"

"So you just watched them die?"

My voice was hoarse.

"Nathan Cooper, you want to wipe out my entire family."