The Billionaire's Healer: A Tangled Web of Money and Moonlight

Amelia Shinning sat at her desk, her arms drumming restlessly towards the timber as she reviewed the latest affec

axation of the sector. yet she had stored it hidden, fearing the effects of exposing her authentic nature. The scientific network became regularly

cord defined a rich, powerful businessman named Alexander Thorne, a man whose very presence was regarded as commanding interest.

d her posture, education, and functions right into a warm, expert expressio

r gaze locked with a couple of piercing, metal-gray eyes. Alexander Thorne stood earlier than her, his dark f

h a diffused rasp that sent a shiver down Amelia's

irection, Mr. Thorne. Please, have a seat." She gestured to the ch

d-looking, his capabilities sharp and subtle, but there was a haunted pleasantness to his gaze that piqued her in

im. "I'm afraid I've got an alternative, unusual request, Dr. Shinning." He paused, his e

robable know about her gift? She was so careful, so guarded, for so many years. "I am no longer

e heard whispers, physician-whispers of a healer with the power

scover a way to divert his attention, and to keep her mystery secure. "I'm afraid I do n

ith me, doctor. I've seen the outcomes of your paintings and the magnifi

ptive, and she or he knew she could not maintain the façade for much longer. She took a d

no longer at liberty to speak about my sufferers' non-public sci

ng. "I am no longer asking you to speak about your

y means of his request. "assist you

condition. one that has resisted conventional scientific remedies. I

discovery, and she could not help but empathize with this man who changed into searching for her help. but the dangers were extremely g

and desperation etched in his capabilities. "Dr. Shinning, I am not

he felt a wave of panic wash over her. "I d

powerful man, Dr. Shinning, with massive assets and influence. I c

secret should place her in danger, but she in no way imagined it might be like this: an effe

ft for non-public advantage or to assist a person who might threaten me. I am sorry,

t he might lash out. However, then, something in his expres

ontemplative. "You are a girl of prec

knew better than to let her shield down. "Then you definitely

gainst the arm of the chair. "I do. but that

another onslaught of threats. But to her surprise, Alexander gen

g," he stated, his voice smooth an

thoughts and a growing sense of unease. She knew that her encounter with Alexander Thorne had come a w