As New Year loomed, the festive vibes grew stronger. Even in the hospital, more business associates were dropping by to visit Brad. After exchanging pleasantries and small talk, they left the room.
Cameron brought a large stack of documents to Brad. "Mr. Hamilton, these documents need your signature."
Since his right arm was injured, and he couldn't hold a pen, Brad had to use his left hand. Being right-handed, he struggled to adapt, and the signatures he produced were far from his usual neat handwriting. The more he looked at the messy scrawl, the more frustrated he became.
In a fit of anger, Brad swiped his hand across the table, knocking all the papers to the floor.
Cameron could tell that his boss was in a bad mood, and he didn't dare make a sound. He stood there with his heart in his throat. At this point, there was only one person who could calm Brad downâNadine.
Cameron was praying for Nadine to come to the rescue when the door swung open, and Jean walked in. When she noticed the papers scattered across the floor, she rushed over, bent down to pick them up, and placed them back on the small table in front of Brad.
"What's wrong, Brad? Why are you so upset? You shouldn't get all worked up like this. It's bad for your health. It worries me."
He looked at her coldly. "You don't have to play the victim or act all pitiful in front of me. If you want to stand outside my room, be my guest."
Just then, Nadine pushed open the hospital door and was greeted with this tense scene. In truth, she didn't think Evelyn's plan was all that brilliant. If she could come up with a better idea, she wouldn't have gone along with it. But with no other options, she had no choice but to give it a shot.
Brad's eyes lit up the moment he saw Nadine walk in. "Nad, you're here!"
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