Chapter 22

GENERAL POV

Isabella came out of the car almost too quickly. She barely looked up as she hurried into the building.

Today was supposed to be just another routine day, one where she could lose everything to the rhythm of her work. She just got a call that an early conference meeting would be held in five minutes, and she needed to get that over with before going about anything else.

She threw her legs quickly as she made her way down the narrow corridor.

However, just as she reached the turn for the main office building, something pulled her from her thoughts; a sharp masculine voice, full of disdain, cut through the quiet air.

“This is a hospital facility, not some charity ward! Thompson International does not cater to the poor. If you can't afford it, then get lost!”

Isabella stiffened, and her pulse quickened.

Her first instinct was to ignore it. These walls were no strangers to outbursts. Maybe it was just two doctors bantering? Or perhaps just another patient.

But there was so