Defying The Ruthless Billionaire Heir

Chapter 7

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gripping the wheel while Johana stared at her phone, willing it to ring. By the time they pulled into the Southampton Hospital par

thing flickered in them-surprise, maybe. But it was gone instant

cket. He walked toward her, his hand extended.

the room. One of them was pacing, his phone pressed to his ear.

the phone, his back half-turned. "Just handle it. I want

pped around Kamren and confronte

er, annoyed. "Who

na demanded, her voice r

ching her elbow. "Miss Neal, please. Lo

pointed at Zane. "I heard him. He's talking abou

iet. A nurse at the stat

manding the space. He walked over until he was sta

e low and dangerous. "Not a courtroom.

ked. "You people did this to he

s tone leaving no room for argument. "Unlike y

swung open. A young man in a rumpled suit hurri

specialist on the East Coast. He's been consulted via teleconference and has already arranged for Miss Ols

once. "And t

records will leak. Mr. Croft's team is ha

l true. They were erasing the night.

sters," she

at her. "Listen, sweetheart, you don't

e's jaw tightened. He shot a look back that was half defiance, half

friend with the best medical care money can buy. If y

was infuriating. He was treating

ed. A nurse stepped out, holding a c

said, pushing past

s been sedated. She was highly agitated. The d

e was crashing. She reached out for t

rm. Firm, warm, ste

skin, then up at his face. The

m out of his grip

"I don't want your money. I don't want your doctors. I

expression unreadable. He didn't defend himself. He didn't

he said

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Defying The Ruthless Billionaire Heir

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“Johana walked half a mile through a brutal blizzard just to secure a tutoring job with the elite Black family. But the very night she was hired, she received a terrifying call from the ER-her quiet roommate, Hazelle, had been drugged and severely traumatized at a Hamptons party. When Johana rushed to the hospital, she didn't find the police. Instead, she found a team of ruthless billionaires erasing the crime. Leading them was Dalton Black, the cold, arrogant older brother of her new student. Within minutes, Dalton's fixers wiped the hospital's security footage, deleted all digital evidence, and forcefully transferred Hazelle to a locked private psychiatric facility. "We are ensuring her privacy." Dalton's voice was devoid of emotion, treating the horrific assault like a minor PR glitch. His friends mocked Johana's powerlessness, while Dalton authorized a blank check to pay for the private ward, effectively burying the scandal and buying their silence. Johana stood in the sterile hallway, trembling with a mix of despair and absolute rage. How could they destroy an innocent girl's life and simply pay to make it disappear? Why was the truth so easily erased by money? She had no wealth, no connections, and no proof, but she refused to be a victim of their cover-up. Staring directly into Dalton's intimidating, icy blue eyes, Johana made a vow. "I don't want your money. I will find out what you monsters did to her." She thought the billionaire heir would crush her on the spot, but instead, he watched her walk away and quietly ordered his assistant: "Find out everything about Johana Neal."”