Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 272

excuse to leave.”

“Buy whatever she needs. She won’t die immediately without medication. She’s clearly making up stories.”

“Don’t let her leave under any circumstances.”

“Yes, sir.”

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The security guard put his phone away and looked at me apologetically. I leaned against the wall, my face pale with pain.

“Mr. Parker says we must keep you here, but we can get whatever medication you need.”

I attempted a weak smile. “It’s okay. I’ll figure something out.”

The truth was, my prescriptions weren’t something just anyone could purchase. As a late-stage cancer patient, my medications required proper documentation and identification.

I made my way back to my bedroom, each step an effort. Snow followed closely, sensing my distress. I collapsed onto the bed, curling around the pain in my stomach.

So Blake is determined to keep me prisoner, even at the cost of my health.

I grabbed the old phone Felix had given me.

“Felix,” I said weakly. “I need your help…”

Blake’s POV

After handling the call about Audrey, I immediately contacted Michael.

“Where exactly is Hannah Winters’ room?” I asked urgently.

After a while, Michael’s voice came through. “Sir, we’ve searched Mayo Clinic’s records thoroughly. There’s no patient registered as Hannah Winters.”

I frowned. “That’s impossible. I’ve seen her myself.”

“However,” Michael continued, “we’ve discovered a secretive treatment area in the basement. Our men have located it. Would you

like an escort?”

“Immediately,” I replied.

A black-suited security guard soon appeared and led me toward a service elevator. As we descended to the basement, I wondered if those three would actually harm a sick girl.

Even Thalia wouldn’t go that far, would she?

But as we approached the basement corridor, I could hear sounds that suggested otherwise. A girl’s frightened crying and a woman’s desperate pleas grew louder with each step.

‘I never tried to seduce Mr. Parker…” Hannah’s voice broke between sobs. “The keychain was just a thank you gift…”

“A thank you gift?” Thalia laughed, the sound cold and harsh. “Is that what you call sleeping with my brother these days?”

A sharp slap echoed through the hallway.

“Trash, Thalia spat.

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