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Chapter 128: He did This
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2026-09-18 02:10:38
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Nicholas's POVMy phone rang while I was still beside Scarlett, it was Ashfield again.I glanced at Scarlett. “I need to take this.”She nodded once, and didn’t follow when I stepped a few paces away toward the windows.“Nicholas, I need you to come somewhere private.” Ashfield’s voice was clipped. “Richard’s already here and bring whatever you still have from your father’s office. Address is coming now.”“I’m on my way," I said and looked back at Scarlett. “I’ll check in later.”She didn’t ask where I was going. She just held my gaze for a second, then turned back toward the ICU corridor.She gave me an address across the river, an unmarked federal workspace, not the main building. I drove over with the photos still on my phone and the same tight pressure in my chest I’d been carrying since the hospital corridor. The city moved past the windows without sticking. My hands stayed steady on the wheel.The room was plain with long table, two laptops, a whiteboard with dates already mappe
Surgeon's Revenge: From Ex Wife To Country's Best Doctor Chapter 128: He did This
Nicholas's POVI was still near the elevators when Scarlett came down the corridor while sage was a few steps behind her, face tight. Scarlett’s phone was still in her hand and she stopped in front of me and the look on her face had changed, less raw grief, more something colder and focused.“Ashfield just called,” she said. “The preliminary review on the car came in. Someone got to the car before he drove it.”For a second the words couldn't make sense to me, then it all came rushing down on me. Spencer in that ICU bed, the bruising, the lines, the brace. My father had reached past Scarlett, past every careful line that should have kept the original violence contained and had put his hands on someone who had never been part of the original sin, someone whose only crime was staying when staying cost him everything quiet and simple.This was a man who had raised my kids lying broken in a hospital bed because my father’s world had decided he was in the way.“Nicholas.” Scarlett’s voice
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Scarlett's POVI was still sitting on the bottom step when I heard the first set of footsteps on the stairs.I stood up fast, wiped my face with the back of my hand, and walked into the kitchen before either of them could see me on the floor. I turned on the faucet and let the cold water run over my wrists until the skin went numb. The coffee Spencer had made was still sitting on the counter, half-cold, the dark surface reflecting the overhead light. I poured it down the sink. The smell of it made the empty space near the stove feel sharper. I started a fresh pot because the silence needed something ordinary to fill it.Valeria came in first, sketchbook tucked under her arm, socks quiet on the tile. She stopped just inside the doorway and looked at the place where Spencer usually stood with the spatula, her fingers tightened on the edge of the sketchbook, then she looked at me.“Good morning,” I kept my voice even. “Sit down, I’m making eggs.”She set the sketchbook on the table witho
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