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Emma shouted and the both of them were silent for a while. The door cracked open and a female doctor stepped in with a confused expression on her face. Seems like she came in at the wrong time when the two sisters were having an argument. "Sorry to disturb you but I came in for ma'am Diana. Doctor Fang is on a sick leave so I'm filling her space for her" she still sounded unsure. "Are you working under Antonio Ferrari?" Valerie asked and she looked left and right before nodding confusedly. "Do you have a picture of him, even if it's not his full face or body, we want to see what he looks like" Valerie pleaded with the doctor.

Williams yelled over the phone, sounding very excited. "Thank goodness!" Louis replied, with relief substantial in his tone. "Gracias, bro," Williams said, appreciation oozing. He dropped the call and went back to Lyra 's side, all smiling. At that moment, Doctor Frederick approached Dante , "Mr. Dante , I want to see you in my office." Dante followed the doctor, his mind already racing with business calculations. Inside the office, Doctor Frederick smiled warmly. "Mr. Dante , we are through with the surgery. Lyra is fine now. She will be discharged today."

The two specialists shook hands, and the unused fellow, a much more seasoned, merciful looking noble man, ventured over to see into Draco’s eyes. “I’m Victor Johns,” he said cheerfully. “Head of neurology. I’m happy you’re wakeful, Mr. Hill.” “Thanks,” Draco murmured, attempting to remain calm whereas the specialist looked him over. “Do we have your title correct?” Dr. Johns inquired. Draco nodded. “Yep. Draco Slope. That’s me.” “Hmm-mmm. What is your occupation?” “I’m a DJ. I work at Talon’s club.” “Excellent. Who is this young lady here?” Dr. Johns pointed at Sydney. Draco grinned, delight surging through him.

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I threw another question at her. “Can be yes or no. I am a friend of Alpha Theo's personal Doctor,” Doctor Sarah replied as she wrote a note in her book. Her face looked serious when she scratched the ink on the white paper. “I'm writing a report on your health progress, Damelza,” she said again, as if knowing what was in my mind. She closed her notebook, then focused her gaze on me. “I hope that after this you will tell me whatever your problem is. You're not alone anymore now,” she said, clasping my hand.

Who have I become that a car with four bodies in the middle of a gang war isn’t an emergency? Before I can answer that question, my phone rings. Dante. I pick it up. “Hello?” “El?” His voice sounds tight. “Where are you? Are you okay?” I close up my code editor and eject the chip. “Uh, I’m at school. Totally fine.” “Still?” he asks. “We have an appointment with Dr. Hanna in fifteen minutes.” “Shit.” I completely forgot. Chloe slipped me the card for an ob-gyn, and when Dante learned most women have their first appointment between eight and ten weeks, he insisted on making it for me. “Are we just fucked?”

Travis stopped instantly, snapped his finger at Alex as he said, "Get me a line through to the White Medical Center. I need to speak with the doctor who helped bring Dr. Athena." "Okay, what do you want to ask?" Alex asked as he pulled up a contact on his phone. Travis looked lost in thought as he walked over to his desk without answering the question. Alex dialed the line of the information desk at the White Medical Center, and as the call rang, Travis was pulling up a file on his system. "Hey, hmm, hello, good day, this is Alex from the Ashford group. I would like to speak with Betty White." Alex said.

Finally, he was going to get some action after being stuck in the dry as fuck room. A few hours went by with numerous fits thrown at the staff and doctors. The doctor hastily searched through the job applications that came in the day prior. He had already tried a few numbers and no one was willing to take on the purpose. No one was willing to take the risk that the young CEO might have his way with them. Drumming his fingers on the desk, he dialed the one last number left on the paper. On the other side of the phone, a female voice came in, “Hello, Sofia here. Who's this?”

Maya The call came on a Tuesday while I was reviewing budget projections for the foundation. Unknown number, but something made me answer it anyway. "Ms. Vega? This is Dr. Sarah Winters from Meadowbrook Psychiatric Hospital. I'm Daniel Russo's primary psychiatrist." I set down my pen. "Is he dead?"