บททั้งหมดของ Meet My Overprotective Brothers : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Two weeks had passed since the announcement at breakfast. Two weeks of legal paperwork and board meetings and arrangements being made. And now, finally, Cora was walking through the glass doors of Sterling Tech Solutions on her first official day of work.The building was impressive. All modern architecture and sleek design. Glass and steel reaching up toward the sky. The lobby was pristine with marble floors and a massive reception desk where three people sat answering phones and directing visitors.Cora felt her stomach twisting with nerves. She wore a professional navy suit that Caleb had helped her pick out. Her hair was styled. Her makeup was minimal but polished. She looked the part of a Sterling executive.But inside, she felt like an imposter."Miss Sterling," one of the receptionists said, standing up quickly. "Welcome. Mr. Ryan Sterling asked me to direct you to the fifteenth floor. Your office is ready.""Thank you," Cora said, keeping her voice steady.She took the elevato

Ryan arrived at the hospital twenty minutes later. He found Ethan and his father in the waiting room. Alexander looked destroyed. Ethan looked grim."Any news?" Ryan asked."Still in surgery," Ethan said. "Caleb sent a nurse out fifteen minutes ago. Internal bleeding. Fractured ribs. Possible spinal damage. He is working on her now."Ryan sat down. His phone was still clutched in his hand. The messages from his security team and investigator burning in his mind."Father," Ryan said carefully. "I need to tell you something about the accident."Alexander looked up. His eyes were red. "What?""I had my security team pull traffic camera footage. The accident was not random."Ethan straightened. "What do you mean?""The SUV that hit her was waiting," Ryan explained. His voice was tight with controlled fury. "It followed her limousine for three blocks. Then deliberately ran the red light and T-boned her car at full speed. This was planned. Someone tried to kill Cora."The waiting room went

The operating room doors swung shut behind the departing surgeons. The sound echoed in the sudden quiet that followed their exit. Caleb stood frozen for a moment, staring at those closed doors, unable to process what had just happened.Five doctors had just walked out. Five medical professionals who had decided his sister was not worth saving. That continuing to operate was pointless."Dr. Sterling." A voice brought him back. Soft but firm.Caleb turned. Dr. Sophia Martinez stood across the operating table, her eyes meeting his over Cora's broken body. Sophia was in her early forties, a skilled surgeon who specialized in trauma cases. They had worked together many times over the years."We are still here," Sophia said. "And we are not going anywhere."Caleb looked around the operating room. The exodus had left them with a skeleton crew. Sophia. The anesthesiologist, a quiet man named Dr. Reeves who had not said a word during the entire argument. A surgical tech named Maria. And Hannah

Another hour passed. Then another. The surgical waiting area was nearly empty now. Just the three Sterling men and a young couple huddled together on the opposite side of the room, their own family crisis playing out in whispered conversations.Alexander had not moved from his position. Elbows on knees. Hands clasped together so tightly his knuckles had gone white. Staring at the floor like he might find answers in the worn linoleum tiles."She is not going to make it," he said suddenly. His voice was flat. Dead.Ryan's head snapped toward his father. "Do not say that.""Seven hours, Ryan. She has been in surgery for seven hours now." Alexander finally looked up, and his eyes were hollow. Empty. "Nobody survives surgery that lasts this long. Not with injuries this severe.""You do not know that," Ryan insisted."I do know that." Alexander's voice cracked. "I have read every medical journal. Studied every statistic. I know what prolonged surgery times mean for trauma patients. The surv

The ICU room was quiet except for the steady beeping of monitors and the rhythmic hiss of the ventilator. Cora lay motionless on the bed, suspended in whatever darkness had claimed her consciousness. Alexander had not moved from his chair beside her, his hand wrapped around hers, speaking to her in quiet murmurs even though she could not hear him.Ryan stood at the window, staring out at the city lights. His mind was not on the view. It was racing through possibilities, suspects, motives. Someone had tried to kill his sister. Someone had planned it carefully, executed it precisely, and nearly succeeded.And Ryan was going to find them.Ethan returned an hour later with coffee and food that nobody really wanted. He set the cups down on the small table near the door and moved to stand beside Ryan."Any change?" Ethan asked quietly.Ryan shook his head. "Nothing. She is stable but completely unresponsive."They stood in silence for a moment, both watching their father whisper to their un