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“Buy whatever she needs. She won't die immediately without medication. She's clearly making up stories.”
“Don’t let her leave under any circumstances.”
“Yes, sir.”
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The security guard put his phone away and looked atapologetically. | leaned against the wall, my face pale
with pain.
“Mr. Parker says we must keep you here, but we can get whatever medication you need.”
| attempted a weak smile. “It’s okay. I'll figure something out.”
The truth was, my prescriptions weren't something just anyone could purchase. As a late-stage cancer patient,
my medications required proper documentation and identification.
| made my way back to my bedroom, each step an effort. Snow followed closely, sensing my distress. | collapsed
onto the bed, curling around the pain in my stomach.
So Blake is determined to keepprisoner, even at the cost of my health.
| grabbed the old phone Felix had given me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Felix,” | said weakly. “I need your help...”
Blake's POV
After handling the call about Audrey, | immediately contacted Michael.
“Where exactly is Hannah Winters’ room?” | asked urgently.
After a while, Michaels voice cthrough. “Sir, we've searched Mayo Clinic's records thoroughly. There's no
patient registered as Hannah Winters.”
| frowned. “That’s impossible. I've seen her myself.”
“However,” Michael continued, “we've discovered a secretive treatment area in the basement. Our men have
located it. Would you
like an escort?”
“Immediately,” | replied.
A black-suited security guard soon appeared and ledtoward a service elevator. As we descended to the
basement, | wondered if those three would actually harm a sick girl.
Even Thalia wouldn't go that far, would she?
But as we approached the basement corridor, | could hear sounds that suggested otherwise. A girl's frightened
crying and a woman's desperate pleas grew louder with each step.
‘I never tried to seduce Mr. Parker...” Hannah's voice broke between sobs. “The keychain was just a thank you
gift...”
“A thank you gift?” Thalia laughed, the sound cold and harsh. “Is that what you call sleeping with my brother
these days?”
A sharp slap echoed through the hallway.
“Trash, Thalia spat.
“Easy there,” Laurel's voice was eerily calm. “Blake still has that pathetic keychain in his pocket. He obviously
has a thing for his new toy.”
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“I thought we were finally rid of Audrey, and now this,” Thalia complained.
Hannah's mother’s voice was frantic. “Please, we never meant any harm. We're just grateful for Mr. Parker's help
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“God, it reeks in here,” Laurel cut her off. “Olivia, what is that smell?”
“Dead fish | brought. Fitting for their station, wouldn't you say?”
Laurel sighed tically. “It's a cheap keychain, honey. Keep it. Don’t think you can compete withusing
dollar store crafts.”
| kicked the door open.
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