Rachel Price Book Novels & Stories

As soon as he arrived, the attending physician informed him with a blank expression: “Mr. Drake, Miss Cross has shut down all linked accounts. “Your mother’s previous hospitalization fees, special care charges, and imported medication costs are all overdue. “Please settle the balance immediately, or we will have no choice but to move the patient out of the VIP ward. “Also, the specialist team from Argenfall has sent a notice confirming the cancellation of their trip and requesting compensation for breach of contract. “Your mother’s surgery… can no longer proceed.” “No! You can’t move her!” Lucian grabbed the doctor’s hand, his eyes red.

I breathed in. The salty, musky scent filled my mouth, and my body reacted instantly. My heart jumped. I hurriedly put them back exactly where they were, afraid Lance might notice. "Mom, I brought Joseph over!" Lance called out toward his mother's room. A moment later, the door opened. A stunning woman stepped out. She wore a sleek, form-fitting dress that hugged her slim waist perfectly. She moved with a kind of effortless charm that made it hard to look away. I felt like my nose might start bleeding. She… was damn gorgeous.

Jebediah screeched, "You're going to be promoted to deputy head! Most people couldn't even get that high their whole lives! And you're turning him down? Who do you think you are? One word from me, and no hospital in Riverside's going to hire you!" This man was a court jester of the highest quality. "Mr. Constantine, it's the Information Era now. Things were set in stone the second you started the broadcast and threatened to blacklist me. After all, the Internet has spread my resignation letter across the whole nation." Benjamin's face fell as realization struck him. "So…" I smiled calmly. "Imperia Charity Hospital's recruitment call came one step ahead of you." "What?" Jebediah raised his vo

“Balance. Marcus with his integrity, Alexandra with her strategy, Stefan with his idealism... and you, Vic, with the morals that can't be bought.” “Thirty seconds!” Gerard pulled out his cell phone, typing something. “The backup system has been disabled. You have until tomorrow morning to reach Geneva.” Vic gripped the platinum key tightly. “You could lose your job over this.” “Maybe,” Gerard smiled. “But Charlotte has already lined up a position for me at Credit Suisse Geneva.” Vic raised an eyebrow. “So Charlotte is also...” “Professor Maharani's white pawn?” Gerard laughed. “Of course. As am I.”

" When the clerk heard Clair’s words, she suddenly remembered that just now she was showing the booklet to Arielle, but Clair cut it off halfway, so she hurriedly said, "Miss Clair and Miss Arielle know each other, we only have one new product booklet. hence, why don't Miss Clair and Miss Arielle have a look together?" Arielle just wanted to say no, but before she could speak, she heard Clair say. "Miss Arielle probably won't buy these new products, or Miss Arielle can look at the styles from four or five years ago. Every year's model will be sold at a 50% discount, or Miss Arielle can look at the original price of 20,000 to 30,000 Dollars, and the current price is estimated to be more than