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Chapter 38: Michelin-starred Chicken

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The steady beep of the monitor was the only sound in the private ward.

Vincent’s eyes cracked open slowly, vision blurred, his body sluggish as though every muscle weighed twice what it should. A dull ache thrummed in his skull, a fever pressing heat against his temples.

For a moment, he wasn’t sure where he was—until the sterile white walls, the drip hooked to his arm, and the faint antiseptic tang gave him the answer.

A hospital.

His gaze shifted—and caught the slumped figure in the chair beside the bed.

A hoodie. Baggy jeans. Head tilted forward, chin dipping, jerking back up only to fall again. Like a chicken pecking rice.

His brow furrowed. Who was—?

Her hood slipped slightly as her head lolled to the side. A patch of pale skin caught the light, a soft line of her cheek, lashes pressed to flushed skin.

Isabella Rossi.

His exasperating secretary.

For a second, he just stared.

She looked just a small, plain, almost fragile girl, curled up like she belonged more on a park bench than
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