Chapter 270

“Sir, Michael said, “that mother and daughter from the hospital called. The mother said her daughter only vomited once more

today, after meeting you.”

“Sir, why are you interested in this girl’s symptoms?”

I sank onto the sofa. “She has the same condition as Laurel. I spent twelve hours with Laurel today, and she didn’t vomit blood once. Her energy was good, and eating didn’t cause any real reaction.”

“You’re comparing their symptoms?” Michael caught on. “You think Miss Rose is faking?”

“But we’ve seen her medical data. Specialists confirmed she has late-stage cancer.”

“That’s what I can’t figure out,” I admitted.

Laurel doesn’t act like someone dying of cancer. She’s too energetic, too bright. I’ve had doubts before, but those medical readings always convinced me.

I hung up and heard footsteps on the stairs.

Audrey walked down, her short hair framing her face in the dim light.

“Laurel Rose is faking it,” she said.

I straightened. “What makes you say that?”

the last few steps. “If she wanted real cancer patient data to show you, they’d

her monitoring data matched everything they

laugh. “Pay off a real terminal patient, tweak the backend systems to send their data to Laurel’s monitors, and you’ve got

sat beside me and poured

she

just theory, or do you know something?” I

You’re the CEO of Parker Group. If you’re suspicious, investigating would

my gaze steadily, her expression calm and

watched her without

strap of her nightgown slid down her shoulder, exposing

didn’t panic or make a scene – just

up her cup, I grabbed it

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drank

collarbone. I noticed her eyes follow it

tea, you could’ve poured your own,” she

the best

argue, but I didn’t give her the chance. I cupped her face

wrapping my arms around her waist and

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