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Tiffany’s face changed lightning–fast the second she heard Aaron’s voice. A sugary smile spread across her lips as she jumped off the bed–barefoot–and flung herself into his arms.
Aaron blinked. Was he seeing things? Now she just looked sweet and innocent–that dark, scary expression from a second ago must’ve been his imagination.
‘Probably just tired, he thought. Didn’t sleep wellst night‘
He scooped her up gently. “Why are you running around without shoes? You’re already sick–you’ll make it
worse.”
“I just missed you so much, big brother!” She nuzzled her face against his cheek, clinging to his neck.
Aaron’s heart melted. He loved how close they’d be.
Back in her own room, Alicia had left the door cracked open, keeping an eye out for Sienna. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her friend hurry away down the hall.
That afternoon, Harvey finished his final check–up and gave her the news. “You’re good to go. Just remember -stomach issues take time to heal. Take it easy.”
“Got it. Thanks, Dr. Johnson.” Alicia smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, tiny canine teeth peeking through. She looked pure and yful.
Harvey felt like her smile was a clean wave washing over him–clearing out all the noise in his head.
For a second, he just stared, caught off guard. Then he quickly looked away. “Go ahead and get discharged. You should get a refund for the unused days.”
“Will do,” Alicia nodded.
After he left, Brooke looked a little sad. “You’re really leaving, Miss Lawrence? Will I ever see you again?”
“Of course! We’re connected on WhatsApp, remember? We can go shopping sometime.”
“Really?” Brooke lit up. “Let me help you pack!”
Watching her excitement, Alicia couldn’t help butugh.
Once everything was packed, Alicia went to handle the discharge paperwork while Brooke called Kevin.
“Mr. Quinn, Dr. Johnson said Miss Lawrence can leave today. You paid me for seven days, but she only stayed five. I can refund you the difference.”
Kevin had just pulled up outside Bluebelle Private Salon where Charles was meeting a client.
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Charles had his hand on the door handle but paused when he overheard the call. Kevin nced at him
nervously.
“Don’t refund it,” Charles said calmly. “Add more. Have her deliver meals to Miss Lawrence’s school every day
from now on.”
Kevin nodded and ryed the instructions.
Brooke’s voice brightened immediately. “Yes! Of course! Absolutely!”
Just as Kevin was about to hang up, Charles added, “If anyone asks who sent the meals, say it’s from a secret admirer.” <fnab1e> Content originallyes from F?nd-Novel</fnab1e>
Kevin froze, staring in disbelief. “You mean…?”
But Charles was already stepping out of the car, heading into the upscale lounge without another word.
On the other end, Brooke asked, “Mr. Quinn? Was there something else?”
Clearing his throat, Kevin ryed the message, “If anyone asks who’s sending the meals, just say it’s from an admirer.”
“Of course! Absolutely!” Brooke replied eagerly.
She’d faintly heard that deep, maic voice through the phone–whoever it was sounded handsome and important.
And from how respectfully Mr. Quinn spoke to him, he had to be someone powerful. Maybe rich. Either way, Miss Lawrence had someone looking out for her now.
‘How exciting!‘ she thought.
After finishing the discharge paperwork, Alicia received a refund of over 3,000. She turned to Brooke. “Do you have Mr. Quinn’s contact? I need to return this money.”
“Yes, definitely!” Brooke quickly shared his number.
Alicia called right away. Kevin answered promptly, “Hello?”
“This is Alicia Lawrence–the person you brought to the hospital the other day,” she said, unsure if he’d remember.
Kevin immediately sat up straighter. “Miss Lawrence! How can I help?”
“I’ve been discharged and received a refund of 3200. Should I return it in cash or transfer it to you? I also need to repay all my hospital expenses.”
Kevin paused. He couldn’t take credit for this–not when Mr. Yates was clearly interested. But with his boss’s reserved personality, who knew how long it would take for him to make a move?
Time to give things a little push.
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“Oh, it wasn’t me who paid,” Kevin said smoothly. “It was Mr. Yates. Perhaps you could return the money directly to him?”
So it really was Charles who paid, Alicia realized. Just as she’d suspected.
Is he repaying me because he thinks I’m his savior?‘ she wondered.
That day in the car, when he took the brooch from her–did he decide right then she was the one who’d helped him years ago? Was that why he rushed her to the hospital so urgently?
But the more he did for her, the more anxious she felt. What would happen when he eventually discovered the truth?
“Miss Lawrence?” Kevin’s voice pulled her back. “Are you still there?”
“Yes, sorry. I’ll return the money to Mr. Yates,” she replied quickly.
“Would you like me to give you his number?”
“I already have his WhatsApp,” Alicia said.
‘She has his number? Kevin blinked in surprise. When did that happen?‘ He thought.
He didn’t even have Mr. Yates on WhatsApp–they only evermunicated by phone.
“Alright then, you can message him directly,” Kevin said, trying to sound casual.
He’d just hung up when Charles returned to the car. Kevin stared–the meeting had onlysted twenty minutes? That had to be a record.
“Back to the hospital,” Charles said calmly.
“Right away,” Kevin replied, starting the engine.
On the way, Kevin mentioned, “Miss Lawrence called earlier. She asked about returning the refund and covering her medical expenses. I told her to settle it with you directly.”
Charles remained silent, but just then his phone vibrated.
A faint light flickered in his usually calm eyes, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly as he opened the
message.
Alicia: [Mr. Yates, thank you for taking me to the hospital. I’m being discharged today and would like to return the refunded amount along with all medical and caregiver fees via transfer. Is that alright?]
Charles: [No. Cash only.]
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