Chapter 4 - The Liars in White Coats
Clara looked between the powerful Mafia boss and the small girl clutching her stuffed plush toy.
"Mr. Vale..." Clara said carefully, choosing her words with extreme precision. "Lily just told me her legs don't hurt. She said the pain only happens when you leave the estate."
Adrian’s jaw tightened, a dark, lethal storm brewing beneath his calm exterior. He pulled a thick leather-bound medical folder from the drawer of a nearby vintage desk and tossed it onto the table.
"For six years, the private medical team hired by my late wife's family told me Lily suffered from an untreatable neurological paralysis," Adrian explained, his voice laced with venomous disgust. "Every time I went on business overseas, her condition miraculously worsened, requiring higher doses of experimental sedatives."
Clara stood up slowly, her mind piecing together the horrifying puzzle. She walked over to the vintage desk and opened the medical file, her eyes scanning the prescription charts and clinical notes signed by the chief physician, Dr. Harrison, and endorsed by Selene March.
As a certified former pediatric nurse who had been forced out of her medical career due to false accusations by a corrupt hospital board, Clara immediately recognized the drug names printed on the paper.
"These aren't paralytic treatments, Mr. Vale," Clara stated with absolute certainty, her voice ringing with professional authority. "These are high-potency nerve inhibitors designed to induce temporary muscle atrophy and extreme lethargy. They aren't treating her... they are intentionally keeping her unable to walk!"
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Adrian stepped forward, his eyes narrowing into two slits of cold steel. "Are you telling me my daughter is being poisoned under my own roof?"
👉 Read Part 5 to see who was paying the doctors to keep Lily crippled.
