The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 354

hapter 354 Leverage and Lies

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Paul let out a cold laugh. “Then what was your hand doing inside his shirt? Giving him a massage too?”

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Elsie trembled. “Mr. Morgan said he felt tightness in his chest, that his heartbeat was irregular. I was just doing my job as a doctor, checking his pulse.”

Her eyes darted nervously. Even she didn’t believe the lie she’d just told. But if she wanted to survive, she had to try something–anything.

Paul didn’t interrupt, so she kept going, adding a pitiful touch to her voice. “To pay you back for everything you spent on me, I’ve put up with all kinds of abuse from patients. Just a few days ago, I was even diagnosed with depression. If you hadn’t come to find me today, you might’ve been looking at my corpse instead…”

Her expression was heartbreakingly tragic, her performance worthy of an Oscar.

Seeing Paul stay silent, Elsie grew bolder and slowly leaned into his arms…

Meanwhile, Owen dragged his tired body through the front door after another long shift at the hospital. He changed into slippers and glanced toward the living room.

Lily was lounging on the couch, flipping through the latest fashion magazine.

Even though the Saunders family was barely scraping by financially, Lily never cut back on spending when it came to herself.

Not seeing Elsie around, Owen asked, “She’s not coming home again tonight?”

Lily gave a vague hum. “She called earlier. Said her advisor pulled her into some research project. She’s not coming back tonight.”

Owen nodded, figuring Elsie probably was due to graduate from her master’s program by now.

Thinking of Elsie naturally brought Yunice to mind.

He shook his head. To him, Yunice was a disgrace to academia–a ticking time bomb waiting to go off.

With the hospital’s new projects falling short of expectations, Owen was physically and mentally drained. He skipped dinner and went straight to the study.

Leaning back in his chair, he rubbed his temples with his fingers.

Then his phone rang. Without checking the caller ID, he picked it up, his voice weary. “Hello?”

“Mr. Owen, have you given any thought to selling Saunders Hospital?”

The entitlement in the voice instantly lit Owen’s fuse. “This is the last time I’m saying this–Saunders Hospital will go bankrupt before it’s sold off! That’s my father’s legacy. No one outside the Saunders family has the right to run it!”

Rumors about Saunders Hospital’s financial trouble had been swirling for a while. Lately, the calls from potential buyers were nonstop. Some even tried to pressure him with insultingly low offers, using underhanded tactics that had worn him down.

A few moments later, the phone buzzed again. The vibrations echoed across the desk, grating on his nerves. Owen assumed it was another buyer and ignored it.

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