Viana is still pensive, accepting the fact that she is not the biological child of her father, if Mr. Radit is not her father, then who is the real father. Viana felt dizzy and couldn't concentrate fully when she was working, she decided to go home after lunch. Soon his personal assistant knocked on his door and rushed in.
"What's wrong, sir? I think for practice this afternoon I can't continue, sir," Viana muttered.
"What's wrong doc? Is the doctor not feeling well?" the nurse asked.
"I think so, because my head is also a little dizzy. Oh yes, what kind of envelope is that?" Viana asked curiously, pointing at the envelope.
"Oh yes, here is a package of documents for the doctor" the nurse handed over the brown envelope and the letterhead from the South Jakarta Religious Court.
