Adam knew the truth well enough. After losing their daughter for more than a decade, his parents were bound to dote on Tiffany. Buttely, they’d tossedmon sense out the window.


    And as for Tiffany, she had been acting weird too.


    Adam still remembered the day they brought Tiffany back from that remote town. The ce was practically falling apart, yet she’d survived there all those years.


    But now she was iming she couldn’t handle an ordinary hospital ward? This was just too unreasonable.


    Adam rubbed his temple, hoping to figure out some exnations.


    With a sigh, he hung up the phone and returned to the stack of patient files on his desk. Several of his cases were critical, and he had to keep tabs on them constantly. Since he’d been out of the hospital today, the nurses had logged everything in detail.


    He flipped open a chart-barely two cases in-when his office door banged open. A nurse tried to block the intruder but got shoved aside.


    Adam’s head snapped up. Standing there, arms crossed and looking self-important, was none other than Andrew Lawrence.


    “Doctor Lawrence,” the nurse said quickly, flustered, “I told him you were busy, but he insisted…


    “It’s fine,” Adam cut her off with a calm nod. “Go on.”


    As she retreated, Andrew let out a cold snort. “Told her I’m your brother and she still had the nerve to stop me.”


    He then shot Adam a look. “You really need to train your nurses better. She has no respect.”


    Adam pinched the bridge of his nose, ignoring his words. “What is it, Andrew?”


    Andrew finally remembered why he’d barged in. His expression shifted from arrogance to urgency.


    “Listen, Adam, you’ve got to move Tiffany to another room,” he quickly replied. “The one she’s in now is stuck between two wards. If anyone gets noisy on either side, she won’t be able to rest. Shift her to the end room- it’s bigger, brighter, and I heard it’s even got a balcony. Good for her recovery.”


    Adam’s frown deepened. “There’s only one VIP room left. And all of them are soundproofed. Even if someone next door was yelling their head off, you wouldn’t hear a peep.”


    “But it doesn’t have a balcony,” Andrew waved him off. “Tiffany loves balconies.”


    “Andrew, all the VIP wards, only 606 has a balcony,” Adam said, staring at him. “That’s it. The others don’t.”


    “Then move her into 606,” Andrew said matter-of-factly, as though it were the most obvious solution in the


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    “Look, Andrew, this is a hospital, not a five-star hotel. You don’t just waltz in and pick whatever room you want,” Adam tried to convince Andrew.


    “Even at a hotel, if someone’s already checked in, you can’t just toss them out. And right now, there’s only one vacant VIP ward left. If you don’t grab it soon, even that’ll be gone, and Tiffany will have no choice but to stay in a regr room.”


    But Andrew wasn’t letting go. He leaned forward, voice rising. “Adam, that’s Tiffany we’re talking about. Haven’t you thought about what she’s been through? She’s suffered since she was a kid…”


    The pounding in Adam’s head spiked. Finally, he shoved his chair back and stood. “Enough. Fine. Let’s go take a look.”


    Andrew’s scowl flipped instantly into smug satisfaction. “Knew you’d see reason.”


    The two brothers strode down to the VIP wing. Sure enough, the entire Lawrence family was camped out in the corridor. Tiffany leaned weakly against Maria, pale and fragile as porcin.


    “We understand you want the best room for your loved one. But Room 606 is already upied,” on the other side, a nurse was patiently trying to reason with the Lawrences.


    “There’s another VIP room avable. If you’lle with me, we canplete the paperwork. And once 606 is vacated, we’ll transfer Miss Lawrence immediately. How about that?”


    Maria lifted her chin like a duchess. “My daughter wants that room. We’ll pay extra.”


    The nurse almost burst outughing. “This isn’t about money, madam. This is a hospital. Please follow our arrangements.”


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    The nurse pressed her lips together, unsure how to answer. Watching the scene, Adam wanted nothing more than to walk away, pretending not to know them.


    Unfortunately, that wasn’t an option. With a stiff smile, he stepped forward and spoke up. “Sorry, Ms. Ullman. They’re my family. I’ll handle it.”


    The nurse, Elizabeth Ullman, blinked in surprise, clearly not expecting these entitled loudmouths to be rted to Adam. But she gave a curt nod and turned to leave-only to nearly bump into someone.


    “Oh! I’m so sorry,” she gasped, stepping aside.


    “It’s fine,” came a soft voice.


    The Lawrence family’s heads all swiveled at once. It was Alicia.


    “Well, well,” Archie sneered instantly. “Didn’t want toe home, but here you are tailing us. Figures.”


    Andrew’s lip also curled. “Do you even know where you are? You don’t belong here.”


    He then turned to Elizabeth, puffing up his chest. “What kind of hospital lets just anyone wander into the VIP wing? No wonder it’s so noisy. How are patients supposed to rest in this chaos?”


    Elizabeth twitched her mouth, but didn’t reply. She gave Adam a look of pure pity. ‘Poor guy, she thought. ‘What a family to be stuck with.


    Adam’s face burned. He rounded on Andrew. “That’s enough, Andrew. The whole corridor can hear you.”


    Andrew opened his mouth to argue again, but Aaron shot him a sharp look that shut him up.


    Aaron’s gaze shifted to Alicia. Cold, hard, and judgmental. Finally, he yed the elder brother card. “Alicia,” he said. “Whatever you have to say, wait until Tiffany is settled. Leave now. This isn’t where you should be.”


    Maria didn’t bother to speak. She red at Alicia with a cold gaze. And Hugh didn’t even look Alicia’s way. He spoke only to Adam.


    “Handle Tiffany’s ward, Adam,” said Hugh. “Go talk to the patient in 606 and have them move. We’llpensate them.”


    At that, Alicia raised an eyebrow. Without a word, she started forward, intending to pass right through them.


    “Alicia,” Adam called after her. “Are you alright?”


    “I’m fine,” Alicia said lightly, brushing past them.


    “Alicia, don’t make a scene here,” Aaron suddenly grabbed her wrist. “This is a hospital. Go wait outside. Whether youe home or not, we’ll discuss itter. But stop hanging around here.”


    Alicia sneered. “Do you ever take a good look in the mirror? You strut around like you’re the center of the universe!”


    She then wrenched her arm, eyes shing. “I wasn’t looking for you, just going back to my own ward. And don’t touch me again. It’s disgusting.”


    With that, she strode straight toward Room 606. At the door, she paused. Slowly turning back, she tossed over her shoulder, every word sharp as ss.


    “I’m not switching wards,” said Alicia. “I don’t care how much money you wave around-I. Won’t. Move.”