The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 752

Hanging up, Zeus tossed his phone aside. His gaze returned to the glaring diagnosis on his screen, his eyes darkening.

If Hackett and Zadie ever found out about this...

He pinched the bridge of his nose, a clear flash of exhaustion and irritation crossing his face.

Being stuck with a brother like Clive was such a massive headache...

He still had to waste his time and energy cleaning up these messes.

Staring at the name on the screen and that damning "Positive" result, Zeus's eyes turned icy.

Without a second of hesitation, he moved his mouse and pulled up the report's editing permissions.

After all his hard work recently, he had successfully climbed from a mere attending physician to a vice director at the hospital.

As a vice director, he certainly had the minor clearance required to change a name.

His long fingers flew across the keyboard, swapping out "Clive Sloan" in the patient name field for a meaningless, randomized alias: "John Doe."

The Sloans were a prominent family in Alloy City. If this leaked out, who knew how the public would laugh at them.

Therefore, this had to be kept strictly under wraps.

Zeus double-checked everything, confirming all identifying information had been anonymized. He made sure the report would only exist as nameless medical data, never tracing back to Clive personally.

Once done, he closed the window expressionlessly, as if he had just processed the most ordinary anomaly report.

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Meanwhile, even after ending the call, Clive was still drowning in the sheer terror of his diagnosis.

He leaned back against the cold wall, still clutching his phone in a white-knuckled grip. A fine layer of cold sweat beaded on his forehead. His mind buzzed, the word "Positive" echoing relentlessly in his head.

He didn't understand. He had been so thorough with his protection every single time, so how did he catch this?

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