A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 472

The doctor’s face was grave. As a physician, this was the last thing she

wanted to see.

She and Max stood silently, both staring at Alessia. Her complexion was ghostly pale, lips drained of all color. Neither said a word.

“The radio’s still dead, and the road’s blocked–no way an ambulance can get up here. We’ll have to carry her down the mountain ourselves. Right now, keeping her alive is all that matters.” Max stood up, his own face tight with worry.

“I agree,” Cole said quietly. He held Alessia’s cold, limp hand in his, his other hand gently brushing her brow.

The doctor sighed, knowing there was no other way.

“I’ll have my team stabilize her for the descent. Our hospital staff are waiting halfway down. The road from the village is passable–once you reach it, you can drive the rest of the way. But…” She hesitated, her voice dropping. “Her blood type is rare. Even if you get her to the hospital, if there’s no matched donor, then-”

She didn’t finish the sentence.

“Let’s get her down first. Once we have cell service at the hospital, we’ll figure out the rest.” Cole’s voice was steady, but his jaw was set in determination.

than anyone I know.

call my assistant. I’ll stay behind to help here.” Max placed a

was entrusting Alessia

was rough and treacherous. Their group had split in two–some stayed in the village,

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Alessia were conscious and standing here, Cole knew, she’d

his first priority–always. There was

Max as the medics finished securing Alessia

passing between them without a word. Then they each turned to

that moment, a new

“Cole! Max!”

Queenie racing toward them, breathless and covered in dust. Gone were their usual polished

Ethan called as he

were mostly single–story, and after the chaos, the elderly and

spread that the younger group was stranded at the summit, the entire village had mobilized. The elders and women worked through the night, clearing