Chapter 4 - The Whispered Question
Across the room, eight-year-old Oliver looked up from the marble floor, hugging his teddy bear tightly while watching his mother work on the terrifying man.
"My mommy can fix anything," Oliver said softly, his innocent voice breaking the heavy silence of the penthouse.
Sebastian barely heard the boy. His heart hammered violently against his ribs as he stared down at the blonde woman kneeling at his feet. For three agonizing months, he had been trapped in a dead body, surrendering his underworld empire to his scheming lieutenants.
He leaned forward slightly in his wheelchair, his muscular frame casting a dark shadow over her. His eyes burned with an intense, dangerous curiosity as her hands remained steady and warm against his leg.
"Who sent you here, Clare?" Sebastian asked, his voice low, deep, and deadly serious. "Because no civilian doctor knows about that nerve junction."
Clare slowly stood up, smoothing down her light blue dress as she met his lethal gaze.
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"Your brother Gabriel didn't just hire a doctor, Sebastian," Clare replied calmly. "He hired the woman who designed your artificial spine stabilization six years ago."
👉 What secret past tied Clare to the Lombardi syndicate long before the accident?
