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Chapter 2

Word Count: 1000    |    Released on: Today at 09:46

rooftop helipad of Massachusetts General Hospital. Armed guards cleared the top-fl

of the group, her eyes fixed on

gical incision, closed with red stitches, ran down the side of his neck. His gr

ief neurosurgeon Dr. Adrian Shaw walked out of the isolation room holding a thick fold

mmediately. Cassandra clasped her hands together,

her-in-law? Can he wake

aw let out a

some vertical eye movements may remain. His consciousness may still be intact. However, the secondary cerebral edema is worsening, and his condition is extremely critical. If

t out a quiet breath behind his father, the

abbed at her eyes and held Damian's arm. "Damian, you have to stay str

aning against the corridor wall. "Why are you still hanging around here? A g

ved a red-manicured finger an inch from Riley's nose. "This is all on you! If you hadn't pulle

he hall murmured in agreement, looking

flat. She raised her left hand and slid the heavy diamond engag

-thousand-dollar ring straight into the metal waste bi

e dirty ring. It smells like my stepsister's

ed to grab her collar, but an arm like a

Delta Force operator, stood between them. His face was stone. "Th

sment. "Since the engagement is off, clear out the outsiders. Call the fa

r stood up slowly. He glanced at the trash

t is fine, but the Mercer family name isn't up for public mockery. Com

he were speaking to a stranger on a bus. "The day you dumped me at my gra

tched, curling tight against his palm, but he didn't

monitor suddenly let out a sharp beep. Dr. Ad

ng flat under the white sheet. His gray-blue eyes we

the green heart rate line on the monitor spiked to 11

king rapidly to her Wall Street advisor. "Notify all board members. Cal

levator. "Take Kelsey back to the estate. We need to secure Merc

nly the sharp smell of antiseptic

her canvas tote bag, pulled out a miniature stainless-steel vernier caliper, and ro

middle-aged man in a bespoke charcoal suit carryi

slightly, and held out a matte-black bus

ling, Mr. Callan Aldridge's c

sed ICU doors, his eyes shar

llar transaction that requir

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