NovelEnglishChapter 616 Nathalie was gearing up to visit Lincoln, the one person in the world she shared a blood bond with. She felt a bit jittery, understandably so; being let down and betrayed countless times had made it hard for her to believe even her own father could love her without strings attached. But Lincoln was still out of commission, making her worries seem a bit pointless.
That morning, as Nathalie was heading out, she bumped into Miranda. Seeing Miranda ready to leave the house was a shocker. "Heading out?" Nathalie asked, considering Miranda rarely left hdue to mobility issues.
"I'm thinking of visiting your sister," Miranda admitted, looking a bit sheepish.
Nathalie's brow furrowed. Lately, Miranda had been bringing up Greta more than Nathalie liked, and despite knowing Nathalie's disdain for Greta, she kept calling her Nathalie's sister, almost as if trying to boost Greta's image.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNathalie wasn't having it. She felt downright repulsed. "She's not my sister," she replied icily.
Miranda flinched, her eyes darting. Her humble posture was almost pitiful.
Nathalie shrugged off the interaction and made her exit, not wanting to get caught up in it.
Miranda's gaze lingered on the trunk of Nathalie's car, filled to the brim with pricey gifts for Lincoln. An inexplicable wave of bitterness washed over Miranda. Nathalie, like her mom, was someone who poured her heart out when she cared, but Miranda had squandered their precious mother-daughter bond, letting it wither away.
Miranda let out a soft, resigned sigh.
Half an hour later, Nathalie found herself at St. Petersburg Hospital. As she stood at the entrance, the imposing building made her feel a mix of emotions. During her tin New York, she had walked past this hospital countless times without realizing the family she yearned for was right inside.
With a respectful nod to her elders, she stepped into the hospital. However, her excitement quickly morphed into anxiety when she reached the sixth-floor reception desk.
"Who are you here to see, Miss?" the head nurse inquired, blocking her way with a no-nonsense attitude.
The nurse eyed Nathalie closely, especially Lizzy, who was beside her with an armful of expensive medications, which only made the nurse more suspicious.
"I'm here to visit a patient," Nathalie replied, keeping it brief.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"This floor is for critical care patients. Without an appointment, family visits aren't allowed," the nurse informed her.
Nathalie got it The Stewart family ran this private hospital, effectively keeping her father under wraps, so security was tight. She knew she couldn't let on that she was there to see Lincoln, who was under the Stewart family's watchful eye.
"Oh, the patient I'm visiting is in room 607," Nathalie said casually, spotting an IV bag on a nearby cart labeled with a patient's name.
"Her nis Jane Doe." The nurse visibly relaxed. "And what's your relationship to the patient?"
Nathalie recalled Nathan's advice. If she hit a snag trying to see Lincoln, she should drop the nof Maple Corporation's boss, as it was a nthat opened doors.
Playing her hand, Nathalie said, "I'm with Maple Corporation, just here todrop off something of the patient per my boss's instructions. I'm not personally connected to her. My boss. and the patient are distant retatives."
Hearing the nMaple Corporation made the nurse's eyes lightup. Your boss is the one who took over the Dawson and Rowland families?" "That's right," Nathalie confirmed with a nod.
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