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The Ghost Surgeon's Revenge: Rising From Ashes

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 967    |    Released on: 30/01/2026

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ushing back her chair. "I ne

p from his conversation wi

double doors swung shut behind her. Then she slumped, gasping for br

ed with floor-to-ceiling shelves of silver platters and crystal glasswa

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handle

nd. "Henderso

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hind him. The lock clicked with a sound th

hissed. "You

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mistress's dress to notice I'm gone,"

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his thumb and forefing

for it. "Gi

He stepped closer, his body pressing against hers. She

to be a message? A surgeon's warning? I watched

, staring at his tie knot because

's always money. How much is he

es. "He pays her medical bills. She has cancer. Without

is eyes shifted, replaced by some

elf," he said soft

hat I ha

give her the scalpel. He placed his palm flat against the she

ed. "Last night

ll of her ear. She shivered violently. "Last nigh

hallway. The heavy trea

. He just watched her, his eye

's voice called out from

ering so hard she thought it would c

beat. Then anoth

re," he called out, his voice calm. "Look

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shelf. Julian caught her, his arm wrapping aro

sed, pushing at his chest.

he countered. He grabbed her hand and slapped the scalp

," she w

this isn't over, Ayla. I do

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the door and

she dared to leave. She checked her reflection in a silver

the dining room. Dess

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m," she

late mousse off her spoon. "Julian had to leave e

ncer said dismissivel

the time the last guest left, Ayla's feet

d the stairs, de

called out from

hand on the r

g on the sofa, her shoes kicked off, her

aid, not looking at Ayla. "Chloe had too muc

left t

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the stairs. She didn't

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The Ghost Surgeon's Revenge: Rising From Ashes
The Ghost Surgeon's Revenge: Rising From Ashes
“I was the trophy wife of Wall Street's golden boy, Spencer Elliott. For three years, I played the part of the perfect, silent spouse, enduring his coldness and his mother's venom. I did it all because Spencer was the only person paying for the experimental medical care keeping my dying mother alive. But during a high-society gala, the gilded cage finally broke. I overheard Spencer laughing with his mistress about the "custom cocktail" he was feeding my mother. He wasn't paying for her cure; he was paying a doctor to systematically poison her with sedatives to keep me dependent and compliant until his forty-million-dollar inheritance vested. When I tried to confront him, the mask of the perfect husband shattered. He dragged me by my hair into our bedroom and slammed me against the wall, his eyes cold and murderous. "If you ever try to leave, your mother gets an overdose. Accidentally, of course." He told me I was nothing more than a pawn for his payout. I realized then that my entire marriage was a calculated swindle, and the man I thought was my savior was actually my mother's executioner. The betrayal was so deep it turned my blood to ice. Every sacrifice I had made and every humiliation I had swallowed was built on a monstrous lie. I felt a cold, sharp rage replacing my despair, a surgeon's focus shifting from healing to a much more dangerous kind of excision. That's when Julian Sterling, the most feared man in the city, stepped out of the shadows to burn my world down. He rescued me from Spencer's violence and promised me a life of freedom, but as I finally exhaled in his arms, my secret burner phone buzzed with an encrypted message. The man who originally ruined my family was back, and the last time he was seen, he was standing right next to Julian. Is my new protector my greatest ally, or the target I've been hunting all along?”