Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 233

Suzanne raised an eyebrow when she saw the caller ID-Shane. Letting out a slow breath, she leaned back against the driver's seat and picked up the call.

Before she could even speak, Shane's voice came through. "The Lloyds have been hounding me for days. They're offering a fortune for you to treat Todd. What do you think?"

Suzanne paused. It made sense that they'd reach out to Jane. After all, the women Austin had brought in weren't exactly ordinary.

A cold glint flickered in Suzanne's eyes. Without hesitation, she replied, "I'll take the job."

Shane, who had been ready to rant about the Lloyds, choked on his words. He shot up from his office chair, his voice rising. "Are you serious? Are you actually considering working with them? After everything they've done to you?"

He knew exactly how badly the Lloyds had treated Suzanne. Helping them now made no sense. If anything, he had expected her to kick them while they were down, not lift a finger to help.

Shane was fuming, but Suzanne remained calm. She noticed a stray dog crossing the road ahead and gently eased her foot onto the brake, slowing down. "Why wouldn't I take it? They're offering a fortune. And just because I'm taking the job doesn't mean I'm going to make things easy for him."

a painless recovery? Not a

sparking with interest. He had known Suzanne for years. On the surface, she was composed and cold. But she never held back when she decided to get even

he smirked. "Alright... What's

the stray dog safely crossed the road, Suzanne accelerated again. A faint smile played on her lips. "You'll find

had been brimming with curiosity, instantly deflated. He slumped back into his chair, propping his feet up on the desk. "Ugh, why are you so dramatic?

now, and the wait was going to kill him. Still, whatever she had

darkened slightly. It was time to settle the unfinished business

...

sat on the cold floor in the hospital hallway, staring at her

herself across the face. The sharp sound echoed through the quiet hallway. The sting on her cheeks was nothing compared to

regret, and sorrow crashed over her like a tidal wave, threatening to

in front of Cheryl and handed it to her, her voice tinged with sympathy. "Ms. Surrey, you'll need to settle this at the front desk.