
{"id":29310,"date":"2026-02-06T12:30:57","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:30:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-47\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:30:57","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:30:57","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-47","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-47\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 47"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash   47<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 47\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine glanced over at them. Each secretary was attractive and well\u2013groomed, yet different from what she had imagined.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mainly, their clothing surprised her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Nobody had told her the dress code was this casual!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Tracksuits, T\u2013shirts, shorts, plaid shirts with jeans\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Most importantly, aside from her, not one of them wore high\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>heels.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine scratched her head awkwardly. \u201cDo I look a little out\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>of place?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo, not at all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>One secretary frantically waved her hands. \u201cWe have business\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>attire, too. And heels as well. We can change right now!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s not what I meant.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The secretaries exchanged glances.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 47\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then what did she mean?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wasn\u2019t she obviously criticizing them for dressing too casually?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cReally, wear whatever you like. Never mind. Just get back to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>work.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine smiled and waved, leaving under their nervous\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>gazes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The moment she walked out, the secretaries immediately gathered together in hushed voices.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThis Mrs. Livingston is something else. First day here and already setting the tone. Our days of casual wear are over.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUgh, so annoying. Now we\u2019ll have to wear business attire every day, even without client meetings.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMaybe she\u2019s here to spy on us. Haven\u2019t you heard? There was trouble at the branch office. They say Mrs. Livingston was behind it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat? But this is her own family\u2019s company. Why would she do that?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou don\u2019t get it. She\u2019s in love with the Carroll Group\u2019s CEO. Her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 47\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>loyalties are elsewhere.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh\u2026 poor Mr. Livingston.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Far down the hall, Madeleine felt a chill down her spine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Someone must be talking behind her back!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>All morning, Madeleine followed Gerry around the company,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>familiarizing herself with the environment.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her feet were already aching terribly, but she didn\u2019t dare show\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damn it, if only she had known, she never would have worn\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>heels!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Gerry noticed her discomfort and stopped walking.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Livingston, are you tired?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine shook her head and then suddenly thought of\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>something. \u201cBy the way, Gerry, I still don\u2019t know where my office\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>is.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Based on her experience from novels and TV dramas, her office\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 47\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>should be right next to Roderick\u2019s.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t tell me you really put a tiny desk for me in Roderick\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>office.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Gerry\u2019s lips twitched.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Livingston, our company isn\u2019t so cramped that we can\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>spare a single desk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At that, Madeleine let out an embarrassed laugh.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Novels and dramas were so full of lies!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her office was set up in the secretaries\u2018 area of the CEO\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>office, but given her special status, they had arranged a private\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>corner for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finally able to sit down and rest, Madeleine let out a long sigh\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>of relief.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She glanced toward the CEO\u2019s office, not far away.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick must be inside working. Since stepping into the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>company, he seemed like a different person, exuding a cold,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>unapproachable aura. That must be his working mode.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This was nothing like the \u201cRicki\u201d she remembered from the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 47\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>past.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDid I get haunted? Or\u2026 is this actually a parallel world?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her imagination ran wild, and she thought to herself that it was indeed a real waste that she was not a playwright.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The morning passed quickly, and Madeleine managed to get\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>acquainted with Roderick\u2019s secretaries.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The one in sportswear who spoke loudly was Teresa Cooper.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Next to her, the pale\u2013skinned girl in a T\u2013shirt and shorts was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yvonne Osborn. The other two were Sophia Dunlap and Olivia\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kinney.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yet Madeleine couldn\u2019t shake the feeling that when she greeted\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>them, they were guarded against her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When she asked if they had any work for her, the four of them\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>all answered in unison that there was nothing for her to do.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Was it because she was the CEO\u2019s wife?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yes, that had to be it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine nodded to herself, completely unaware that the four\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>had already started a heated discussion in their private chat\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 47\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>group.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Teresa: \u201cStay alert, ladies. If Mrs. Livingston asks you for any\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>confidential documents, don\u2019t you dare hand them over.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sophia: \u201cGot it!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Olivia: \u201cHonestly, I don\u2019t know what Mr. Livingston was thinking,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>letting a spy into the company\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yvonne: \u201cDon\u2019t worry. She won\u2019t last long here anyway.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At that moment, Madeleine felt that chill again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMust\u2019ve kicked the covers off last night and caught a cold.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>By noon, it was lunchtime.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine went over to their desks with a cheerful smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhere do you usually go for lunch?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe company cafeteria, or the mall across the street.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her eyes lit up. \u201cThere\u2019s a cafeteria here, too?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The four girls exchanged glances, silently reading Madeleine\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>thoughts.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>ed to get close to them,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>* the ecle, and steal secretal\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>at you w\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Apps extend Mst, jumping up. \u201cOh, I just remembered. I\u2019m www someone from the Sales Department for lunch. 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