Chapter 424
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret
Chapter 424:
âEight million.â Kyla raised the offer.
âStill too low for the risk.â
âTen million. Thatâs my last offer,â Kyla responded tersely.
The tone on the other end shifted from dismissive to obliging.
âWell, Miss Wade, thatâs more like it. Iâll take the job. Whoâs the target?â
Kyla articulated each syllable with precision.
âLaura Stewart, at the downtown hospital.â
âConsider it done, Miss Wade. It will be handled discreetly, without any complications.â
Kyla hung up the phone and slumped onto the bed, her body shaking uncontrollably.
The ward was heavy with the pungent smell of disinfectant.
Gradually, Sadie stirred, blinking away the grogginess of her nap.
On the hospital bed, Laura lay still, the IV drip marking time with its consistent ticks, filling the quiet room with its sound.
âGrandmaâ¦â Sadieâs voice was faint, her throat parched.
She tried to sit up, but her strength failed her; she could only manage to turn her head, her eyes catching sight of the white lilies arranged on the bedside table.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a presence.
A doctor, fully garbed in a white coat, mask, and cap, was almost entirely obscured except for his eyes.
He was holding a syringe, moving toward Lauraâs bed.
Sadie felt a surge of unease.
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Her alertness sharpened. She attempted to get a clearer view of the doctorâs face, but he remained bowed, his features hidden.
As he reached the bedside, he silently lifted Lauraâs IV tube, poised to inject the contents of the syringe.
âWait!â Sadie mustered all her energy to shout. âWhat are you administering to my grandma?â
The doctor froze, his posture tensing for a moment before he slowly faced Sadie.
Sweat was visible on his forehead under the bright lights of the ward, and his eyes betrayed a flicker of panic.
âItâs⦠itâs just a nutrient solution,â he stammered, voice shaking.
A heavy dread settled in Sadieâs stomach.
If it was just a nutrient solution, what was with all the cloak-and-dagger stuff? Sadie recognized all the doctors who treated Laura, but this one was a stranger.
What legitimate doctor acted so visibly nervous?
âWhich department are you from? Iâve never seen you around before,â Sadie said, keeping her voice steady despite the fear building inside her.
The man averted his eyes, his voice shaky as he replied, âI⦠Iâm new. Today is my first shift.â
Sadieâs suspicion escalated.
A new doctor? On his first day?
Why would such a newcomer be administering an injection without the consent of her grandmaâs regular doctors?
âShow me your identification badge,â Sadie demanded, her tone icy as her eyes bored into him.
The doctorâs agitation increased. He frantically checked his pockets, but his search was futile.
His breathing became more erratic, and sweat began to bead on his forehead.
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