ng Maybach, his eyes staring blankly a
on glided up, completely sealing him off from the driver. He reached into
ed, and the sterile, rhythmic beeping of m
Kendrick
al data from the blood sampl
. "Perfect. The donor's kidney function has reached the
the operating room pre-heating protocols
ing in the background. "Mr. Pope, the post-operat
is voice slicing through the air like a blade. "I o
reached up and loosened his tie. The gentle, loving mask he wor
ant's voice came through. "Sir, the estate's interna
He stared at the screen. Cora was actively searchi
ice. He stared at the screen
ternal connection. N
he madam's devices, sir
uffs. "Redirect the search results. Send her
ley Consortium headquarters. Kendrick stepped out of the car, flashin
Cora sat frozen in
toonish webpage popped up on the screen
eaned closer to the monitor, the bright blue light reflecting in her wide, exhauste
he empty room. "It's a reg
g her mind. She was projecting the horrors of her past-the trauma of Blanch locking her in the basement-onto Kendrick. He was
you? She stared at the cartoon dog on the screen, her stomach twisting into a tight, agonizing knot. She closed the
The butler walked in, followed by two mai
said, bowing slightly. "He requests your pres
a breathtaking, custom-made haute couture gown. Next to it was a vel
didn't feel loved. She felt like she was tou
again. This time, the call byp
ressing the phone h
ugh the speaker, her voice shrill and demanding. "I n
, her voice tight with panic. "I don't have acces
You get me that money, or I'm calling the tabloids. I'll tell
er thumb against the screen, hanging up the phone. Her knees gave out
ly trapped. She couldn't keep living like this. She had to find a way to
om the hallway, his voice flat and impatien
g breath, forcing the humiliation down into her
he stylist carefully dabbed thick concealer over
ed, blending the makeup. "You have a husband w
less, porcelain doll. She forced the corners of her m
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