One Dollar For Pity: The Surgeon Returns

Chapter 2

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er Conrad's un

ed the knot of his custom silk tie and

ve dress shirt. She ripped the top three butto

g his heavy body until he was lying face-down o

amera app. The shutter clicked rapidly as she took five

g. She dug past her keys and pulled out a stack of c

e dollar bill into the breast

otes and a pen from her bag. She clicked

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and slapped it forcefully onto

e room and grabbed the handle of her small bla

standing in the hallway. His eyes widened in horror

ed sharply against the oak stairs

fternoon air, and got into the yellow taxi waiting at the end

through the glass windows of the master be

his skull. He groaned, a low, guttural sou

piece of paper fluttered from hi

ky note. His eyes struggled

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brushed against paper. He pulled the crum

pupils dilated. A wave of pure, suf

from the coffee table. He hurled it across the room. It s

h the bedroom door

is voice tearing at his throat. "Check

top-floor conference room of the Whit

le doors open. They sl

the long mahogany table froz

table. He slammed a project prop

at the project director

at the murderous, bloodshot eyes of his boss made h

whisper. "Sir. We can't find her. There are no credit card

turned stark white. His jaw ticked violently. She was hidin

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Alexa Billionaires

“For three years, I played the role of a devoted, naive wife to billionaire Conrad Whitney. I hid my true identity and foolishly believed in our fairy tale. Then he handed me a harsh divorce agreement, ordering me to sign and walk away with absolutely nothing. He was leaving me to marry Cindy, the fragile woman he claimed had saved him from a fire. He expected me to cry and beg. Instead, he watched coldly as Cindy and her family illegally transferred my father's trust fund. When I confronted them at the hospital, Conrad shielded her, calling me a greedy, toxic viper. He mocked me, completely blind to the fact that Cindy was a fraud. He truly believed I was just a pathetic, useless housewife who would be utterly destroyed without his money and status. I looked at the man I had actually dragged out of that burning debris with my own soot-covered hands. My trauma, my sacrifices, and my love had all been reduced to a joke by his sheer arrogance and a few fake tears from a manipulative liar. I didn't shed a single tear. I calmly signed the papers, drugged his wine, and left a crumpled one-dollar bill on his unconscious chest with a sticky note mocking his terrible service. Then, I picked up my encrypted phone. It was time for the world's top surgeon, Dr. Hades, to return, and for Conrad to finally see the god he had just thrown away.”