His Unveiled Passion

The private doctor Stephen kept on call had a guest room on the floor below. Samson had already phoned him a few minutes earlier.

The doctor arrived in a rush, medical kit in hand. When he saw Stephen's condition, his face turned pale.

With trembling hands, he administered an emergency injection.

Meanwhile, Samson dragged Hazel out of the suite and instructed the hotel's female staff to find her some clothes. Afterward, she was escorted straight to the police station.

Only after making sure she was dealt with did Samson hurry back upstairs to check on Stephen.

"Doctor, how is Mr. Jacobson doing?" Samson asked anxiously.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his brow and took a moment to steady his breathing before replying, "Since we don't know exactly what she gave him, I couldn't administer a targeted antidote. I only gave him something to temporarily ease the symptoms.

"He's stable for now, but he needs to get to the hospital immediately. There's no time to waste."

Samson nodded quickly. "Understood. I'll arrange for transport right away."

An hour later, Stephen finally regained full consciousness. He lay in the hospital bed, his face still a little pale.

Samson stood nearby with his head bowed low.

I'll accept whatever punishment you decide.

a blade. "How did she get

Hazel in the hotel lobby. She was in such a rush that she bumped right into me. Your keycard was in my jacket pocket...

always carried

you didn't

apologize, Mr. Jacobson. It was my negligence." "Where

taken to

darkened further. "Terminate all partnerships

preparations to acquire

belonged to

responded quickly, "Yes,

looked at

His nerves

pay cut and a demotion. You'll handle the

again until

finally exhaled. He wasn't being fired. He was

as he

of tomorrow's meetings. Take me to the airport

had blocked his number and all contact channels. He had no way

until tomorrow. He had to return immediately to