Crossroads

Chapter 263

Knowing that Dominick had left the hospital, Hayley was in no mood to stay any longer. The phone call with Stephanie had only furled her anger,

Perhaps because it was still early, the hospital lobby wasn’t crowded. The spacious hall felt deserted as Hayley’s black stilettos clicked sharply against the marble floor with each harried step.

Just as she was about to exit through the glass doors, a familiar figure to her left caught her attention.

Hayley stopped, her brows furrowing as she scrutinized the figure in the hallway, ‘Oscar? What was is doing here!!

After a moment’s hesitation, she followed him. The hallway led to the pediatric clinic, usually a hive of activity. Even now, it was bustling W parents and kids getting their shots. Nurses rushed by with supplies, and a cleaning lady pushed a garbage cart, keeping the chaos at bay.

Hayley anxiously scanned her surroundings. Could she have been mistaken carliert

“Give it to me!” A clear voice rang out from the back door of the pediatric ward. The voice wasn’t loud, but a hint of anger could be heard. Hayley’s expression froze. It was him

Shoving her way through a crowd of parents and children, Hayley burst through the back door of the pediatric ward. There was Oscar, his hand gripping the collar of a white–coated doctor, pinning him against the wall.

The back door opened onto a grimy concrete area, usually empty except for hospital staff. Even the outer walls were stained with moss.

Hayley was stunned. She’d never seen Oscar so worked up.

“Give it to me,” he growled, his voice low and threatening. His right fist clenched, ready to strike the frail–looking doctor.

“I really don’t know w

you’re talking about,”

with a sense of malice. The moment the doctor finished speaking, his right fist

to dodge and stream, but Oscar quickly stepped forward, covering the doctor’s mouth with

terrified. She watched as the doctor, with the name tag read “Matthew Rowen” on his white coat, slowly turned

she knew Oscar was left–handed. He might not be very muscular, but he was

That doctor could die…

told her to scream for

was Mason, with his beer gut and gruff face. “Don’t kill him yet!” he barked. “We still got questions for him. He can’t

as he shoved the man harshly into a corner, treating

face pale and breath coming in ragged gasps. His head cracked against the wall, opening a gash that dripped blood. He collapsed, too weak to

mouth taped shut, his body bundled into a white van. The door

the Innovate Group and the countless

are Oscar and Mason trying to do?” she

family. He let Mason open over twenty companies, forming a massive conglomerate behind the scenes. Ovar had an uncanny knack for predicting financial market trends, hunting down and merging one listed company after another, causing the stock market to fluctuate wildly, either surging to new highs

beautiful beast. He was so captivating that people often forgot how

She knew Oscar well enough to recognize lus usual alotness. This taburst

relieved to ful no surveillance cameras watching their every

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oss–covered wall.

She crouched down and

wedged in a crack

earlier. When the doctor’s head hit the wall, his right hand took the opportunity to hide the black

drive in the