Chapter 78

Approaching them down the hallway was a plump man, followed by two bodyguards on grey suits.

Mr. Paul. Aunt Rebecca's husband.

He was looking rounder than Elena last remembered. She tried not to stare at him, while wondering what could have brought him here. The last time she checked, he didn't give a dime about Liam. So, why was he here?

Chris and the other guard bowed slightly. The doctor stood aside. With the rumbling in her head, Elena forgot she had to greet. It was only after a stern glance from him that she blurted out: "Good evening, sir."

He glanced at his watch. "It's a minute past midnight," he said, as though it was Elena's fault. "Where were you last evening, Elena?"

Not this again, she thought. "I went to get some things done," she said in a quiet voice. The presence of this huge man, who Liam had insulted because of her, made her breathless.

"Do you know you almost had your husband killed because of your carelessness and wayward life?" he shouted.

This time, the doctor