No Strings Attached

"Somebody's trying to cash in on the chaos, and it looks like they have bigger plans."

Hearing the analysis, Brodie furrowed his brow. "Keep Clara safe. They're probably after her."

Teo glanced up at Brodie and felt an odd sense of familiarity in his features. If it weren't for the fact that he'd never had a real relationship with any woman outside his marriage, he'd think Brodie was his own flesh and blood. With a hint of surprise, Teo asked cautiously, "How come your mother has this phobia of hospitals?" He trod lightly, knowing he was venturing into personal territory.

Brodie's eyes darkened, his face expressionless. "When she was young, she trusted the wrong guy and got betrayed by a lowlife. She got burned in a fire, and then someone tried to take her out. Waking up in a hospital bed covered in injuries became too common. That's how she developed the phobia."

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Grinding his teeth, Teo spat out, "That scumbag deserves to be torn apart for betraying such a kind soul. What a piece of garbage."

"I'm

seemingly tranquil eyes hid an unmistakable ruthlessness that stung lan's own gaze. He had the unsettling feeling that Brodie was hinting at

the midst of their conversation, the doors to the emergency room

stepped out and called, "The patient is too agitated to proceed with surgery. We need a

about in a frenzy brought tears to his eyes. He moved

help of a psychiatrist and Brodie's soothing presence, Katherine

face, his neck - they were marked with scratches, and his arm bore bite marks. Buttons

typically suave Brodie now looked utterly disheveled. What state had Katherine been in to have lashed out so

clenched his fists and hurried

up, over a dozen stitches, but no bone