All Chapters of The Heiress Escape: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Dr. Liam Carter walked beside Dr. Frank Calloway, the hospital director, as they navigated the wide corridors of Carter Specialist Hospital.Frank was a man in his late fifties, well-respected and sharp-eyed, with an air of authority that came naturally. As they walked, he glanced at Liam with a knowing smile.“I’ve heard a lot about your work in Los Angeles,” Frank said. “Your reputation precedes you.”Liam smirked, adjusting his coat. “I hope it’s all good things.”Frank chuckled. “Good? That’s an understatement. The board was hesitant at first, but once they reviewed your cases—especially that complex triple bypass you performed last year—they were sold. Not to mention your research on minimally invasive heart surgeries. It’s impressive.”Liam nodded. “I appreciate that, Dr. Calloway. Though, I’ll admit, I never planned on coming here.”Frank gave him a sideways glance. “Yet, here you are.”Liam exhaled, a wry smile playing on his lips. “Yet, here I am.”Frank didn’t push for more.

Suzanne’s breath hitched as Liam approached, his gaze dark with hunger. Her heart pounded, her body reacting to him before she could think. She bit her lip, caught between a smile and shyness.“Liam,” she whispered. “You should have knocked.”A slow grin spread across his face. “I should have,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. “But then I wouldn’t get to see you like this.”A ghost of a smile touched her lips, as if she wanted to challenge him, but nervous anticipation flickered in her gaze. She had always been so composed, so guarded. But here, now, standing half-naked before him, her vulnerability only made her more intoxicating.Liam reached out, his knuckles brushing along the curve of her jaw. His fingers trailed down, skimming her shoulder, feather-light, until they found the delicate strap of her bra. He hooked his finger beneath it, tugging it down just slightly, teasing her.Suzanne exhaled a shaky breath, her body leaning into his touch."I shouldn’t be here," he murmur

Suzanne stepped into the house, exhaustion weighing her down—only to stop in her tracks. The rich aroma of something delicious filled the air, mingling with the faint scent of roses.Her brows furrowed as she kicked off her heels. "Liam?""In here," his voice called from the living room.Curious, she walked in—and her lips parted in surprise.A small, intimate dinner setup greeted her. A two-person table, elegantly arranged in the middle of the room, with candles casting a golden glow. Rose petals were scattered across the floor, leading up to the table, and soft instrumental music hummed in the background.Liam stood beside the table, sleeves rolled up, looking smug. “Surprise.”She raised an eyebrow, fighting back a smile. "Is this your way of apologizing for this morning?"He smirked. "You could say that."A chuckle escaped her lips. “Wow. You really went all out.”He walked over and pulled out a chair for her. “Well, I had to make up for being an ass, didn’t I?”She shook her head,

The conference hall was filled with an air of tension as the panel of doctors sat around the long table, discussing the critical operation. Dr. Chris Murphy took the lead, his expression serious as he cleared his throat.“As we all know, the chairman’s condition is deteriorating rapidly,” he began, glancing at the senior doctors. “His collapse today was proof that time is against us. We can’t afford to delay any longer.” He turned slightly toward Liam. “For this surgery, I will be handling the pancreatic procedure while Dr. Carter leads the heart transplant.”Liam leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. His eyes were sharp, analyzing every word.“We have decided on a date—three days from now,” Chris continued smoothly.Liam’s jaw clenched. “Why that date?”Chris barely looked at him. “Because it aligns with the best possible team availability and ensures we’re fully prepared.”Liam wasn’t convinced. “I’m scheduled for an important transplant surgery that day. One involving a key donor

Mira locked eyes with her mother, her voice steady but laced with curiosity. "Tell me this story. I want to know how all of this started."A single tear slipped down Eloise’s cheek, but she made no move to wipe it away."I was your father's secretary back in the day," she began, her voice soft yet heavy with emotion. "We fell in love, and things were going fine—secretly. We didn’t want anyone to know, especially not his family. But then… I found out I was pregnant with Liam."Mira remained silent, her face unreadable."When I told your father, he was overjoyed. He told me he was going to marry me. We were so naive… We thought love was enough. Then, we broke the news to his parents." She let out a humorless laugh. "What we expected was nothing like congratulations. It was a disaster. His parents had already arranged his marriage—to Felicia Richmond, the heiress to the Richmond empire."Mira's eyes narrowed. "We're richer than the Richmonds, Mom," she almost shouted, frustration bubblin