Chapter 2 - The Forbidden Inspection
“Dr. Hale was lying to you, Mr. Mercer,” Hannah stated, her voice dropping into a urgent whisper as she clicked the flashlight off and slipped it into her white apron pocket.
Grant stood up to his full height, towering over the young maid. Though he could not see her, his presence was overwhelming.
“Dr. Richard Hale is the top neurosurgeon in the country,” Grant said, his voice laced with dangerous skepticism. “He was my late father’s personal physician. Why would a simple maid question his medical diagnosis?”
Hannah didn't back away. She stood her ground on the plush rug, her posture firm.
“Because I’m not just a maid, Mr. Mercer,” Hannah confessed softly, stepping into the dim beam of window light. “Before I was forced to take this housekeeping job to pay off my family's medical debt, I was an ophthalmic surgical nurse at St. Jude Hospital.”
Grant’s hands clenched into tight fists at his sides.
“Dr. Hale visits this estate every Tuesday evening to give you your specialized eye drops,” Hannah continued rapidly. “I examined the empty vials in the medical disposal unit yesterday. Those aren't healing drops. They are heavy neuro-miotic constrictors designed to permanently paralyze your ciliary muscles.”
Grant’s breath hitched in his chest. A terrifying chill washed down his spine.
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For five years, he had lived in total darkness, relying entirely on Dr. Hale and his stepmother, Victoria Mercer, to run his multi-billion-dollar corporate empire.
👉 Just as Grant opened his mouth to respond, heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway outside the study door.
