Chapter 92

In the car, Marissa had witnessed the whole thing. She watched and listened as Dominick made that call to the Beaumont family.

The reason behind that call was crystal clear.

'Paisley...' The name echoed in her thoughts as she wondered. 'What kind of hold do you have on Dominick? He's willing to risk pissing off the Beaumont family just to get rid of Nathaniel.'

Her train of thought was cut short by her buzzing phone. "Mr. Hansen," Marissa answered quickly, her tone switching to professional respect.

Once the call ended, Marissa turned to Dominick. "Dom, Mr. Hansen just arrived at Harrowfell Hospital." By the time they made it there, Paul had already been wheeled into the examination room.

The hospital corridor outside the examination room was packed with the Vanderbilt clan, family and friends alike. It was like a who's who of high society out there.

The medical staff practically tiptoed past, keeping their eyes glued to the floor as they hurried by. No one wanted to get caught in the crossfire of all that old money tension.

"Dad, how's Grandpa doing?" Dominick asked.

head. "The doctors..." He let out a heavy sigh. "It's not looking good." "How did

been declining for years. He's been in and out of the hospital, but he didn't want any of you kids

of his sudden decline had really thrown her for a loop. "Why didn't

while looking over at Reginald. "Try not to worry too

her eyes glistening with tears. "You're such

his voice. "Mr. Hansen's incredibly busy. You must have pulled many strings to get him

"Hey, Grandpa Paul practically raised me too. This

eyes. "You must be exhausted from the trip. Please, sit

of her dark circles, Marissa's composure slipped for a moment. "I'm...fine," she said, quickly shifting her attention to the crowd in the hallway.

handled herself like a pro among the big shots, working the room with effortless grace. It didn't take long for everyone to fall under

was with the Vanderbilts, people naturally assumed she was Dominick's future wife. Suddenly, everyone's manners

then, the doors to

they wheeled him out, his face an unhealthy shade of yellow. A team

him walked an elderly gentleman-Charles Hansen, the specialist Marissa had moved heaven and earth to bring

friends pressed closer, everyone holding

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