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Chapter 176: At His Mercy
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2026-10-19 13:00:49Elowen's POV
Three days after Killian walked into Room 412, the transfer happened with the kind of seamless, terrifying efficiency only his money could buy.
There were no delays, no paperwork disputes, and no waiting around for discharge authorizations. At seven on Thursday morning, a private transport team lifted me onto a specialized gurney, wheeled me out through a restricted service corridor, and loaded me into an executive medica
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The Billionaire’s Blood Debt: Ruined by My Enemy Chapter 176: At His Mercy
Elowen's POVThree days after Killian walked into Room 412, the transfer happened with the kind of seamless, terrifying efficiency only his money could buy.There were no delays, no paperwork disputes, and no waiting around for discharge authorizations. At seven on Thursday morning, a private transport team lifted me onto a specialized gurney, wheeled me out through a restricted service corridor, and loaded me into an executive medical ambulance.Leo stayed beside me the entire way, his duffel bag slung over his shoulder, holding my hand as we drove onto the private airfield in New Jersey.A white medical transport jet sat waiting on the tarmac, its engines idling with a low, steady rumble.The interior didn't feel like an aircraft. It looked like a mobile intensive care suite, complete with a secured hospital bed, advanced monitoring equipment, and two flight nu
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Elowen's POVThe glass door slid shut behind him with a soft, airtight hiss.Killian stepped into the room.He wore a dark charcoal wool overcoat over an open-collared white dress shirt, tailored trousers, and leather dress shoes that made barely a sound against the linoleum. He looked completely out of place against the pale institutional walls, the scuffed floor tiles, and the humming plastic machinery.My breath locked tight in my chest.Beside my bed, the heart monitor began to pick up speed.Beep. Beep. Beep-beep-beep.The green line on the display spiked into frantic, jagged peaks, loud and rhythmic in the quiet room.Killian’s silver-blue eyes flickered toward the glowing screen, then drifted slowly down to my face. The faint shadow of travel fatigue sat beneath his eyes, but his expression was entirely controlled, smooth, and unbothered."Relax, Elowen," he said, his voice low, dry, and steady. "I'm not a ghost."He stopped at the foot of the bed, resting both hands in the poc
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