Too Late, Billionaire: The Doctor's Comeback

Chapter 8

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dio. "Dispatch, we need an ALS unit with a medical

e reached out and grabbed the senior EMT's wrist, her grip like

"No way, lady! I can't let you do that! Without

" Aimee roared, her eyes blazing with terrifying authority. "I am

reaking whimper. "Pl

breath, ripped open the trauma bag, and handed Aimee

ved metal blade into the handle. With a sharp cli

d man's head. She adjusted her posture, alignin

hand, she slid it into the right side of h

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lungs, the numbers on the monit

ed from the old man's face, r

cheers and applause. Several people

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ennan Wheeler sat in the driver's seat of his black sed

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just shoved a pipe down a dying man's throat on the street and

low and dangerous: "I want her followed. Everywhere. And find out who

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Too Late, Billionaire: The Doctor's Comeback

Yi Yanni Modern

“Aimee sat in the sprawling Manhattan penthouse, waiting for her billionaire boyfriend to return from a business trip. Then a breaking news notification popped up. It was a paparazzi photo of Hamilton holding a prominent socialite, announcing their upcoming corporate marriage. The medical records Aimee saw confirmed the worst: the woman was already twelve weeks pregnant with his child. When confronted, Hamilton didn't show a single ounce of guilt. He casually dismissed the baby as a mere "business arrangement" required by his family. He pinned Aimee against the wall and threatened to completely destroy her medical career. He swore to cut off her research funding, blackball her from every hospital in the city, and force her to live in the slums if she dared to walk away. He even sent his assistant with a Cartier diamond necklace, fully expecting her to accept the bribe and quietly play the role of his obedient mistress. Aimee felt a thick wave of nausea. She couldn't believe the man she had loved for years saw her as nothing more than a clueless toy whose dignity could be bought with filthy money. She took off his platinum necklace and placed his limitless black credit card on the marble vanity. "I would rather dig through the trash than spend another day as your pet bird." Aimee packed her faded medical scrubs into her old canvas suitcase and walked out into the freezing night, heading straight for the chaotic front lines of a public ER.”