thouse floor of Stuart Medical Center. Thick velvet carpets covered the fl

r eyes had been replaced with clean, breathable dressings, and an IV nee

the flick of a metal lighter. "Well, Sleeping Beauty i

f up against the pillows. "Who

rlobe as he studied her with amused brown eyes. "I'm Javon, the director and investor of this hospit

nhattan socialite group chat: Breaking news! Manhattan's untouchable iceberg brou

Billionaire heirs and upper-crust soci

coolly. "Dr. Stuart, I only saved Mr. Conrad's gra

amily's Wall Street rating last night just to keep your stay a secret. He hasn't touched a w

down the hallway outside the heavy security

here! Mr. Conrad placed this VIP

lies are practically engaged! What shameless tramp dares to occupy Mr. Con

the ward were kicked open, the

heels. Pink streaks ran through her blonde hair, and

zed her limited-edition crocodile handbag until her knuckles tur

epped in front of her. "Annabell, have you lost your mind? This is my hosp

Annabell shoved Javon aside, her eyes fixed on the bed. "I want t

f perfume and the vicious insults told her ev

re protected by New York State medical privacy laws. Br

d up to the bed, looking down at Chloe with pure disgust. "A broke country bump

ed lips and delicate jawline, a flash of j

ot of the bed and read the intake info: Appalach

ar crash to climb into a rich man's bed! Blind and stil

forward. The Gilbert family held massive power in New York real estate, and

bell, stop right now! She really saved Grandma Eleanor's l

ing off Javon's hand, Annabell raised her heavy cr

to the side. The metal clasp of the bag smas

r red-nailed fingers lunged forward and grabbed the

spend the rest of your life crippled in a bed!

n the back of Chloe's hand. Bright red blood spurt

raised her hand high to slap Chloe across the face, when heavy footsteps suddenly