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?”

steps. “If she wanted real cancer

her monitoring data

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

sat beside me

she

or do you know something?”

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

gaze steadily,

watched her without

As she leaned forward, the strap of her nightgown slid down her shoulder, exposing more

make a scene – just finished pouring her tea before

pick up her

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she protested as I drank

escaped my mouth, sliding down to my collarbone. I noticed her eyes follow it before

wanted tea, you could’ve poured your

made the best tea,”

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

whispered against her ear, wrapping

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