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?”

shareholder is the Hayes family,” she said, taking the last few steps. “If she wanted real cancer patient data to show you, they’d make

monitoring data matched everything

off a real terminal patient, tweak the backend systems

sat beside me

been fooled,” she

theory, or do

“What do you think? You’re the CEO of Parker Group.

steadily, her

her without responding,

forward, the strap of her nightgown

panic or make a scene – just finished pouring her tea

she tried to pick up her cup, I grabbed it

1/2

་ ་

drank her tea in

collarbone. I

could’ve poured

the

I didn’t

against her ear, wrapping my arms around her

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