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CHAPTER 89.
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Natasha’s POV.The bus rolled slowly into the compound that would be our home for the next three days. My legs were stiff, my back ached a little from the long ride, and my head was buzzing with thoughts that wouldn’t settle. I looked out the window as the building came into view. It was a clean, modern guesthouse tucked into a quiet part of the hospital’s outreach center. I should have felt excited but remembering the sad look on Slyveater’s face while I waved him goodbye that morning remained in my chest and Josh was also here. As we began unloading our bags and stepping down from the vehicle, I stayed close to Dr. Andrew. He didn’t say much, just gave me a nod and a small smile as we walked together toward the main entrance. I liked that about him. He didn’t push. He observed. And he noticed things others didn’t.Once we reached the check-in desk, Dr. Andrew raised his voice just a little so the others could hear.“I’ll be assigning rooms personally,” he said, already looking at
Marrying The Domineering Billionaire In My Sister’s Place CHAPTER 89.
Sylvester’s POV.I stared at my laptop screen, but I wasn’t reading anything. My eyes were fixed, but my mind was moving too fast to focus. I had lost count of how many hours I had sat in the same chair. The house was quiet. Natasha was still asleep in our room, and I didn’t want to wake her. She had an early shift coming up, and soon, she would be gone for a few days on that medical field trip.The thought of her being away when everything around me felt like it was falling apart filled my chest with unease. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was coming. Something big. My instincts had rarely failed me, and lately, they had been screaming louder than ever.The product failure had gutted us. We had poured weeks into its development. I had sacrificed time, resources, and reputation. And in the end, we had been outplayed. A smaller, almost invisible company had released an identical product days before ours, sweeping up the market and leaving my investors furious. One by one
Marrying The Domineering Billionaire In My Sister’s Place CHAPTER 88.
Natasha’s POV.I had tried being polite at first. I didn’t want to embarrass him, or cause unnecessary drama at work, especially not in front of patients or senior staff. But Josh didn’t seem to take the hint. Every time I turned around, there he was, offering to help carry my files, suggesting we review patient histories together, or asking questions that had nothing to do with our work.So I became firmer.“I’d prefer to handle this one on my own,” I told him while we were prepping for rounds.He smiled like he hadn’t heard me. “I can just tag along and observe.”I shook my head. “I’m fine. I work better without distractions.”I walked away before he could respond. That has become my way of dealing with it. Get in, do my work, leave without lingering. I stayed close to Andrew and kept conversations professional. I avoided the staff lounge unless I knew someone else was already there. I thought if I stayed consistent, if I kept the same message clear and calm, he would stop.But he
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Natasha’s POV.I stood quietly by the doorframe, watching him from across the room. Sylvester sat at his desk, shoulders hunched, and eyes fixed on something on his laptop. The light from the screen cast a dull glow on his face, and for a moment, I saw the fatigue he always tried to hide. He hadn’t noticed me yet. I could tell he was deep in thought, his hand resting on his jaw the way it always did when something was bothering him.I stepped back slowly, giving him the space I knew he needed. I didn’t like pushing him when he was like this. Over the past few days, something had changed in him. He still smiled at me, still reached for my hand, and still kissed my forehead before leaving for the office or before bed, but it felt like those gestures were holding more weight than before. As though he was trying too hard to appear okay.There was something in his silence, in the way he stayed longer in his study than usual, in the way he brushed off my questions about the company. I could
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Henry’s POV.I poured myself a glass of wine as the last report loaded onto my screen. The numbers were beautiful. There was no better word to describe them. Profits were up. Sales of the new product had already exceeded our projected goals for the quarter. The media was praising the rival company, calling it bold, revolutionary, and the future of medical tech. I sat back and let the satisfaction settle over me.The product had once belonged to Sylvester. Now it belonged to me. And the best part was, the idiot still didn’t know how close I had been all along. The mole had done his job, the file had been handed over, and the launch had been clean. No traces. No doubts. Just business."Poetic justice," I muttered aloud, swirling the wine in its glass.The silence in my office was comfortable. The lights were dim, just the glow of the screens lighting the room. This was how I liked it. Quiet and in control, nothing slipping through my fingers.I tapped through a few more files. Board mee
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Amara’s POV.I sat upright in the chair across from the panel, my legs crossed neatly, my expression calm. My hands rested in my lap, steady, and composed. The conference room smelled like freshly printed paper and filtered air, the kind that tried too hard to feel sterile. There were four people seated across the table, all in formal clothes with serious faces that didn’t blink much. I didn’t flinch under their gazes. I wasn’t new to this, although I was surprised when I was summoned this morning to be questioned, I didn’t allow it to shake me at all.One of them, a middle-aged man with thin glasses and a trimmed beard, spoke first.“Dr. Amara Freeman,” he said. “We’re conducting a formal review regarding the complications during the last surgical procedure you led. As you know, there was an error made that could have led to serious consequences.”I nodded once. “Yes, I’m aware. And I’ve already documented everything. I provided the chart notes, explained the timeline, and submitted
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