The doctor made her way out of the empty hospital room, her grip tight around the briefcase full of cash. The cool air in the hallway did little to calm the nervousness she felt. She wasn’t sure if she had just made the deal of a lifetime or if she had sold her soul to the devil by agreeing to do what that woman wanted.It was clear that the woman worked for someone very powerful with a vested interest in the Carrington family. Whoever it was, they were serious, after all, they had paid a briefcase full of cash for it.The doctor walked swiftly, her footsteps echoing through the sterile corridor until she reached her office. Once inside, she closed the door behind her. She placed the briefcase on a nearby cabinet, opening it briefly to take one last glance at the bundles of cash inside. After that, she closed it, the snap of the briefcase closing echoing in the quiet room. She slowly removed her white coat, draping it over her chair before turning her attention to the file on her des
Meanwhile, Liam and Aretha were seated in the waiting room, waiting for Rachel and her brother Ethan to come from the doctor's office. Liam had decided to stay with them, offering support in case they needed it, whether financially or through his connections. He understood that he didn’t owe them anything; after all, they weren’t family. But seeing them in distress ate at his conscience and he couldn't just walk away. They were going through a difficult time, and it felt like the right thing to do.Aretha shifted in her seat, her gaze darting towards Liam. She couldn’t help but wonder why he was here. Surely he had a lot of other things to do as the heir of the Danvers empire. He seemed to show up whenever they were in need lately. Just yesterday, he had rescued her dad from those men, and now, with her father in the hospital, he was here again. “What are you doing here?” she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.“Excuse me?” Liam replied, taken aback by her question.Areth
As Liam approached the VIP area, he noticed several people surrounding Mr. Edwards, all engaged in animated conversation. The men and women were dressed in stylish, elegant attires, perfectly suited for a luxurious country club setting. Among them the one that caught Liam's attention the most was a stunning woman in her thirties whose presence seemed to be commanding attention.But the fact that she was looking stunning, wasn't what caught Liam's attention, it was the fact that she had her eyes on him since she looked at him. She continued to look at him trying to make eye contact as he approached, not shying or looking away. It was as if she wanted him to approach her.Her long, flowing hair framed her face, and her sharp features were complemented by a confident smile. Her eyes sparkled with interest as she regarded Liam, an undeniable attraction radiating from her. She wore a fitting red dress that accentuated her curves, exuding both allure and worldlinessAs he got i to the secti
“I’m sorry, but I’m not interested,” Liam said bluntly, discomfort creeping into his tone. It wasn’t that he found her unattractive; she certainly had her charms. However, he wasn’t the type to get swept away by superficial allure. He preferred genuine connections over fleeting temptations, and something about this situation felt off.He had just rejected her? Selena was taken aback. She hadn’t expected rejection from Liam, especially after she had openly shown that she was very much interested in him. She had been so sure he would fall for her charms, after all she was looking stunning. Selena's expression went from surprise to clear disappointment. Feeling offended by his blunt rejection, her expression darkened. The warmth in her smile quickly disappeared, replaced by a sharp look of offense in her eyes. “Not interested? Really?” she scoffed, the playfulness that was in her tone earlier wasn't there any more, it was replaced with an iciness as she spoke. She stood up, her chair s
Her voice startled Liam, and he immediately turned to face her, irritation and surprise creeping into his voice. “Selena? What are you doing here?” ignoring her suggestions for fun, he pointed her towards the sign that showed males only near the door. “Are you lost? This is for males only!” “Shh, don’t be too loud. We wouldn’t want people to know we’re both here, would we?” She said, a sly smile playing on her lips as she attempted to touch her finger to his lips. However Liam didn't let her, as he instinctively moved out of her reach, annoyance flashing in his eyes.Glaring coldly at her, Liam said, “Are you out of your mind! I told you I’m not interested, Selena. Now, leave me alone.” He threatened her. But Selena took another step closer to him, her body language shifting to something more predatory. “Come on, Liam. Don’t be like that. You’re just playing hard to get,” she said in a purring tone, her eyes locking into his with an intensity that felt both enticing and dangerous.“
Liam’s stomach churned. The audacity of her claim left him momentarily speechless. His mind raced, struggling to comprehend how she could twist the situation so dramatically.Before he could fully process the impending disaster, the sound of footsteps thundered from outside. Selena’s cries had drawn attention, and in no time, a burst into the bathroom, alarm etched on their faces, their eyes darting between the two of them. Not even a second after the men entered, more people from the country club also arrived “What’s going on?” one of them demanded, taking in the scene with wide eyes. Selena stood there, fabric torn in her hands. She was the picture of a victim in distress, and Liam looked like the predator. Fake tears fell from Selena's eyes, and she played her role flawlessly, bringing out a mix of concern and aggression from the newcomers who all glared at Liam with disgust. “Help, please, he tried to take advantage of me!” Selena cried out, dropping to the floor. She sobbed, h
Liam was stunned as the country club security moved in, handcuffing him without so much as asking for his side of the story. There was no attempt to understand what had happened, no investigation, just swift action based on assumptions. The fact that they were in the men's bathroom didn’t seem to raise any suspicion. No one questioned why Selena was even there, in a place meant for men. That alone should have made them stop and think something wasn’t adding up.As they put the cuffs on him, for a moment, Liam considered resisting. It would have been easy for him to shake them off and leave. And no one would be able to stop him. But he stopped himself, knowing that fleeing would only worsen the situation. Instead, he allowed them to cuff him, the cold metal biting into his wrists, the weight of the injustice sinking in. His mind raced, trying to comprehend how everything had spiraled so quickly. He was being accused of something he hadn’t done, trapped in a scheme by someone desperate
“Did he physically harm you?” another journalist asked, her voice professional though her eyes gleamed with concern, leaning forward as if to capture every detail of Selena’s response. Selena’s expression saddened with perfect timing. Her voice quivered, playing the part of the frightened victim to perfection. “Yes,” she replied shakily. “I had to fight him off. He tried to push me down, and when I resisted… he hit me!” Her hand flew up to her face, gesturing toward the red mark on her cheek, a mark she had carefully crafted moments earlier, knowing it would evoke sympathy and paint her as the victim. But, the truth was far more sinister. No one had laid a hand on Selena, but she had learned how to manipulate her image well. Pressing her hand hard against her face before walking out into the crowd had left the perfect hint of redness, a fabricated wound to sell her story. As she pointed her finger to the red mark on her face, she said,“This is what he did to me,” she choked out, he