He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 270

**A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**
**Chapter 270: The Doctor’s Price**

“What’s with the attitude? I did exactly what you asked of me. I listened to every single word they exchanged. Took a ton of photos as well. I’ll send them over right now. But about the payment… should we settle that first? Transfer the money, and you’ll have the photos in your hands immediately.”

Arthur had barely set foot in the hospital when he spotted Donald waiting at the entrance, flanked by the finance team from the Myers Group.

“Mr. Myers, Dr. Palma is still wrapped up in his medical review meeting. It should wrap up in about ten minutes. He might leave right after. I’ve arranged for you to have a private moment with him,” Donald reported, his voice brisk and businesslike as he approached.

“Do whatever it takes to keep him here,” Arthur commanded, urgency propelling him forward as he nearly sprinted into the sprawling halls of Central Hospital.

Just as he entered, he caught sight of Blaine emerging from the conference room, the hospital director guiding him toward the dining area.

“Dr. Palma,” Arthur called out, stepping directly into his path, determination coursing through him.

Blaine’s gaze flickered to Arthur for a brief moment, a flash of recognition passing through his eyes before his expression hardened. “What do you want?” he asked, his voice cold and uninviting.

Recognizing the tension in the air, Arthur took a small step back, trying to ease the situation. “Hello, Dr. Palma. I’m Arthur, the current CEO of Myers Group. Could I steal a moment of your time in private?”

Blaine regarded him with a hint of curiosity, though he quickly masked it. “You have three minutes,” he replied, his tone clipped yet somehow allowing for a sliver of hope.

Arthur’s heart raced with a mix of anxiety and relief. “Thank you,” he said, gratitude spilling from his lips as he felt a small flicker of possibility.

The director promptly led the others away, leaving the corridor eerily quiet, with only Arthur and Blaine standing in the vast emptiness.

Arthur wasted no time. He pulled out a thick folder, his hands slightly trembling with urgency. “Dr. Palma, my grandfather’s condition is critical. He has been in a coma for some time now. There’s a chance he could wake up if we proceed with the right procedure. Would you please review his case and see if—”

“Twenty-one million,” Blaine interrupted him, his voice firm and unwavering.

Arthur had rehearsed a lengthy plea, prepared to offer anything within his power. But before he could even articulate his thoughts, Blaine had already laid out his price.

Twenty-one million?

“Dr. Palma—”

“I’ll handle the surgery. My condition is twenty-one million,” Blaine stated bluntly, his eyes narrowing slightly. “The Myers Group has a reputation for generosity. I’ve just launched an international charity aimed at building hospitals in conflict zones. That’s the exact amount I’m short. Since you need my expertise, I’ll be straightforward.”

Arthur felt a wave of relief wash over him, almost dizzying in its intensity. Blaine was notoriously difficult to pin down, yet here he was, surprisingly forthright.

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