The anesthesia had taken hold, and my consciousness was slipping away. I couldn't even speak another word of pleading.However, my mother, Maria Lane, clung to that last shred of hope. She went down on her knees before Spencer Legrine, bowing and sobbing as she begged, "Spencer, I'm begging you. Please don't do this to her. Bethany is still your wife…"She has already endured hundreds of plastic surgeries, both major and minor ones. The last time she fainted and was admitted to the hospital, the doctor warned us not to let her undergo any more plastic surgeries in private clinics, or she wouldn't be able to take it. She could die!"She yelled the last sentence out, her voice hoarse. She kowtowed so hard that blood dripped from it, and she was in agony.However, Spencer just stood there, merely glancing at his watch, his expression impatient. He didn't even move until his phone rang, and then his eyes brightened, and all his irritation vanished as he answered gently, "Yunice, what
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