the physical thera

as Altagracia now-refused the wheelchair the nurse off

ders. She walked slowly down the corridor of the hospital's exclusive VIP wing, approachi

umb swiped rapidly across the screen, readin

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of the tablet. Julian had moved fast. He had swallo

he main entrance, but he clearly didn't realize the side door connecting to Altagracia's adjoining suite was

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that had whispered in her ear in the dark,

ack. She stepped sideways, pressing her back against the w

r-bound wheelchair. Sitting in it was Howard Tra

of pure, physiological disgust washed over her. Her h

s tone was smooth, dripping with arrogance. "The patents ar

ure you cut the roots clean, Julian. I don't w

to a crisp in her sedan three nights ago. There is no threat le

er eyes. The sheer cruelty of his word

chids filled her lungs. When she opened her

cia had been obsessed with Julian. She had chased him to parties, embarr

e was a pathetic,

, she t

sat perfectly on her shoulders. She stepped out from

ers on the stone caught Juli

ened. A flash of intense annoyance crossed hi

up to him, batting her eyelashe

laced with cold dismissal. "I heard about

t smile. She did

fectly straight. She tilted her chin up just a fraction, looking do

ool, distant, and completely devoid of

threw him off balance. He stared at her, trying t

wheelchair, his sharp gaze assessi

ian a second glance. She shifte

polite nod. "I trust your health is holding up d

fted. The power dynamic fli

ir. A strange, uncomfortable sensation crawled up his s

he confusion war wit