Too Late, Billionaire: The Doctor's Comeback

se bedroom. Aimee Simpson lay on the massive king-sized bed, her thumb scrolling mindlessly th

tion from Page Six dropped do

or a fraction of a second. Then a high-definition

caught in

Ford tuxedo she had picked up from the dry cleaners for him last week. His arm was wrap

d down, her eyes hunting desperately for a

was

rporate merger between their two families. Below the text was a screenshot of Cel

file of Celeste in a skin-tight silver gown. The curve

contracted. The past three months of Hamilton's late nights, his sudden need to take calls in the ot

A thick, acidic wave of nausea rose in her throat. She c

f to take three deep, shuddering breaths. The oxy

the freezing hardwood floor. She didn't bother looking for s

ars' worth of haute couture-gowns, designer heels, silk blou

ck canvas suitcase-the exact same cheap luggage she had brought with her five years ago, carefully pr

d cotton scrubs and plain T-shirts she had bought with her own medical

ction in the mirror. Her face was chalky white, but her brown

Hamilton had given her for their anniversary. The clasp was tight. She yanked it hard. The platinum

le countertop. Next to it, she placed the limit

d picked up her phone. She di

. Once. Twice

ally came through. There was a brief rustling sound,

gant notes of a cello playing. Woven through the

dripping with the casual authority of a man who be

dn't ask about the photo. S

e said. Her voice w

ched over the line

e you throwing another tantrum because I couldn't

y from her ear. She presse

selected his name, and hit block. S

cheap suitcase. She looked around the opulent bedroom one last time. She was

r. Doloris, the head housekeeper, was just st

t of Aimee's faded clothes and cheap luggage.

rass key and the magnetic keycard to the penthouse. She p

rything, Doloris,"

oris protested, her voice laced with

pressed the down button

imee stepped inside without a backward

f the luxurious penthouse. Aimee watched the digital n

hone buzzed with a text from an unkn

's hand at the charity gala. And written across the bottom in e