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“Mike…” Assistant Mike quickly straightened his back and looked at Myron Gray. “Yes sir.” “Go and inform the doctors to take good care of her. Let her go wherever she wants to go. Prepare arrangements for her living. Take care of her needs.” He said in his hoarse and suppressed voice. “Okay, sir.” Assistant Mike left the room with Secretary Ellen. Myron Gray was inebriated, but his mind was constantly blaming him, and he couldn't take it any longer. The woman was liberated, and she owed it to herself to live happily ever after. He had to let her go if she wasn't even ready to see him or tell him about her health. It was pointless for him to force her to stay with him. When Assistant Mike arrived at Gray Hospital, he discussed the possibility of Meesha Kyle's discharge with the doctor