The CEO’s Masked Secret Wife novel Chapter 134

134 The Doctor’s Damning Revelation-

134 The Doctor’s Damning Revelation

Sleep wasn’t coming back tonight. I dragged myself out of bed and headed to my home office. Might as well get some work done. 1

“Nothing concerning,” Dr. Evans assured me. “I just find it interesting that this Isabella woman appears shortly after you hire someone you’re clearly attracted to.”

Noah and his uncle exchanged glances.

Hope flickered in my chest. “I can provide a hair sample today if needed.”

Dr. Evans took a sip of water. “Based on what Noah has shared, we’re looking at two possibilities: proving you were drugged the night of conception, and determining whether this pregnancy is legitimate.”

“Dr. Evans, thank you for meeting with me on such short notice.”

The restaurant seemed to go silent around me, “Are you certain?”

“That’s consistent with certain substances,” Dr. Evans confirmed. “By the way, your assistant–Hazel, is it? Noah mentioned her. Stunningly beautiful woman with a young

son?”

“Which tells us everything we need to know,” Noah added.

“The pleasure is mine, Mr. Sterling. Noah has told me about your… situation.”

“There’s something else bothering me,” I said after the server left. “How would they have drugged me at a company event? Security was tight, and I only drank from bottles I opened myself.”

“For the drugging, yes.” Dr. Evans leaned forward. “Most common date rape drugs leave the bloodstream quickly, but they can be detected in hair samples for up to three months.”

Dr. Evans studied me thoughtfully. “Some sophisticated drugs can be absorbed through the skin or inhaled. Did anyone give you anything that night? A napkin? A handshake that lingered too long?”

“Explain,” I demanded.

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“Neither will I,” I promised.

Dr. Gabriel Evans smiled warmly. He had the same intelligent eyes as his nephew, but with the calm confidence that came from decades of experience.

I considered this. “My lawyer’s already drafting the prenup. I could add that clause.”

I tried to remember the details of that night, but everything after meeting with the investors was hazy. “I can’t recall specifics. Just that I felt strange suddenly–dizzy, disoriented.”

“Possibly. I’ve already launched a quiet investigation into everyone who worked that night.”

“I know just the person,” Noah replied. “Ex–FBI, specializes in medical fraud cases.” The idea that my feelings for Hazel might have inadvertently triggered this nightmare made me sick. I pushed my plate away.

“There might be a way around that,” Noah suggested. “What if you made it part of your prenuptial agreement?”

As I left the restaurant, I made two calls: one to my head of security to begin surveillance on Dr. Cruz, and another to my lawyer to expedite the prenup changes.

“Good to see you too,” I replied dryly, shaking his hand before turning to the distinguished older gentleman beside him.

Dr. Evans nodded. “Many high–profile marriages include mandatory health examinations. You could reasonably request both parties undergo comprehensive testing—including blood work.”

The server arrived with our meals, forcing a pause in the conversation. I barely tasted my food as my mind raced through possibilities.

By the time my driver pulled up to the upscale restaurant where I was meeting Noah and his uncle, I’d been awake for nine hours and consumed four cups of coffee. The hostess recognized me immediately.

We ordered quickly, and I waited until the server left before speaking.

“She’ll never agree to that,” I said, frustration building. “Isabella knows exactly what she’s doing.”

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“There’s one more thing I need to discuss,” Dr. Evans said, his expression turning serious. “Isabella’s doctor–Dr. Evan Cruz?”

“Just remember–whoever orchestrated this has been planning it for some time. They won’t give up easily.

Noah snorted. “Yeah, right.

Dr. Evans’s face darkened. “I know him by reputation. It’s not good.”

Liam’s POV

“Absolutely. The medical community is small, Mr. Sterling. Dr. Cruz has lost privileges at two hospitals in the last year. The only reason he still has a license is because the investigations are ongoing”

For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could breathe again. This wasn’t just my suspicion anymore–there was tangible evidence of foul play.

I shot him a warning glare, which he ignored.

“Yes, that’s him. What about him?”

“Excellent. As for the pregnancy…” Dr. Evans paused. “There are now non–invasive prenatal paternity tests that can be conducted as early as seven weeks into pregnancy. They simply require a blood sample from the mother and a cheek swab from the potential father.”

I tensed immediately. “Yes. What about her?”

As we finished our meeting, Dr. Evans placed a hand on my shoulder. “Mr. Sterling, based on what you’ve told me, I believe you’ve been the victim of a sophisticated setup. But evidence is on our side. Time is on our side.”

And when it was all over, I would be free to pursue what–and who–I truly wanted.

“Mr. Sterling, your party is already seated in the private dining room.”

“Damn, Liam. You look like hell.”

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