Chapter 470
Chapter 470:
Yolanda Frost sat on a velvet sofa wearing a bright pink Chanel suit, a thick manila folder resting in her lap, her smile that of a cat that had cornered a mouse. Five reporters sat arranged around her, digital recorders blinking red and cameras at the ready.
“This is the scoop of the decade, boys,” Yolanda purred, tapping her manicured nails against the folder. “A certain invincible CEO is actually a broken, defective cripple p>
The reporters leaned in, practically salivating.
The heavy double doors of the lounge swung open.
Eliza walked in alone. She wore a simple, elegant navy blue maternity dress that followed the curve of her stomach. She didn’t look like a victim. She looked like a queen stepping onto a battlefield.
“Miss Frost,” Eliza’s voice rang out, crystal clear and freezing cold. “Before you distribute stolen medical records, shouldn’t you consult your legal team about federal prison sentences p>
Yolanda looked up. A nasty, triumphant smirk spread across her face. “Well, well. If it isn’t the little charity case. Did you come here to beg me to stop p>
𝖩𝘰𝘪𝘯 t𝗁е 𝗰оm𝗺𝘶ո𝘪𝗍𝘺 𝘢t
Every camera in the room pivoted instantly, lenses zooming in on Eliza’s face.
Eliza didn’t flinch.
She walked straight up to the coffee table and slammed her hand down directly on top of the manila folder, leaning forward until her face was inches from Yolanda’s.
“I came here to give you one final warning,” Eliza said. “Take your garbage and get out of New York. Or I will personally ensure that your entire family is ruined p>
The fluorescent lights in Dr. Vance’s private laboratory hummed with a low, irritating buzz.
Vance sat in his ergonomic chair, staring at high-definition security footage playing on his monitor. The screen clearly showed Bella Rose sneaking into the VP’s office and snapping photos of the leaked medical file with her phone.
He hadn’t reported her to security. He hadn’t called the police.
Instead, he had summoned her to the lab.
The electronic door hissed open.
Bella walked in, her scrubs still slightly damp with nervous sweat. She saw the paused video on the screen. All the blood drained from her face.
“Dr. Vance, I can explain,” Bella stammered, her voice cracking.
Vance stood up and walked slowly toward her, his hands shoved deep in the pockets of his white lab coat.
“Are you the leak, Bella?” Vance asked, his voice dangerously soft. “Or were you just playing amateur detective for Eliza p>
“I was trying to help!” Bella cried, taking a step back until her shoulders hit the cold metal door. “I saw the VP acting suspicious. I just wanted to get proof for Eliza so she could protect Mr. Koch p>
Vance stopped inches away from her. He stared down into her terrified, tear-filled eyes, reading the pulse racing in the vein at her neck. She was telling the truth.
“Even if your intentions were pure,” Vance said, leaning in slightly, “you violated severe hospital protocols. You photographed highly classified documents.” He let the silence stretch, watching her squirm. “I could have your nursing license revoked permanently. Today p>
Bella let out a choked sob. “Please, Dr. Vance. I need this job. My student loans p>
Vance’s lips twitched into a slow, predatory smile. “I won’t report you p>
Bella blinked. “You won’t p>
Message from Noa: Have a beautiful weekend dear readers, hope you enjoy these days. God loves you and Noa wishes you all the best. p>