Beyond His Betrayal, A Mother Rises

ndow. Before a real confrontation could start, another man

man said curtly. The guar

oy. In his rush, he didn't hear the older man say to his subordina

"That's Marcus Thorne, Kaeden Burris's right-hand man,

slumped against the seat. The wo

on the steering wheel. He kept glancing at me,

ty's most exclusive private hospital. The entrance was dar

out of the car. "I have a critic

and a group of doctors and nurse

e of them, a man with a nametag that read Dr. Gat

s arms. His professional demeanor shifted. A

r. Gates asked, his tone

rying me towards them. "She's pregnant. S

se said, thrusting a clipboard at Alois. He

ment and the cold metal against my torn skin

ing Dr. Gates's sleeve. "

at we can." He ordered a nurse, "Get a blood sample, now. We n

cut away the blood-soaked fabric of my dress. The

m away, but my body wouldn't

lood sample returned, her eyes wide

ss his face. "It's a perfect match," he said, his voice fil

managed to whisper, my

h for our VIP patient. She's in desperate need of a new hea

asn't just trying to kill me. He was deliv

the name a curse on

sick smile. "He's funding our entire new surgical wing. And

the agony that ripped through my soul. He

jected something into my IV. My body convulsed. The heart monitor bes

g her!" a nu

picking up a scalpel. "We have what we nee

ressing against my skin. My last thought was of my

latlined into a si

th