thouse floor of Stuart Medical Center. Thick velvet carpets covered the fl
r eyes had been replaced with clean, breathable dressings, and an IV nee
the flick of a metal lighter. "Well, Sleeping Beauty i
f up against the pillows. "Who
rlobe as he studied her with amused brown eyes. "I'm Javon, the director and investor of this hospit
nhattan socialite group chat: Breaking news! Manhattan's untouchable iceberg brou
Billionaire heirs and upper-crust soci
coolly. "Dr. Stuart, I only saved Mr. Conrad's gra
amily's Wall Street rating last night just to keep your stay a secret. He hasn't touched a w
down the hallway outside the heavy security
here! Mr. Conrad placed this VIP
lies are practically engaged! What shameless tramp dares to occupy Mr. Con
the ward were kicked open, the
heels. Pink streaks ran through her blonde hair, and
zed her limited-edition crocodile handbag until her knuckles tur
epped in front of her. "Annabell, have you lost your mind? This is my hosp
Annabell shoved Javon aside, her eyes fixed on the bed. "I want t
f perfume and the vicious insults told her ev
re protected by New York State medical privacy laws. Br
d up to the bed, looking down at Chloe with pure disgust. "A broke country bump
ed lips and delicate jawline, a flash of j
ot of the bed and read the intake info: Appalach
ar crash to climb into a rich man's bed! Blind and stil
forward. The Gilbert family held massive power in New York real estate, and
bell, stop right now! She really saved Grandma Eleanor's l
ing off Javon's hand, Annabell raised her heavy cr
to the side. The metal clasp of the bag smas
r red-nailed fingers lunged forward and grabbed the
spend the rest of your life crippled in a bed!
n the back of Chloe's hand. Bright red blood spurt
raised her hand high to slap Chloe across the face, when heavy footsteps suddenly
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