Elijah’s fingers tightened slightly on the steering wheel, but he didn’t interrupt.“He made it clear that if I wanted smoother progress in the department, I should be… closer to him,” she continued, her voice controlled but firm. “A personal arrangement.”Elijah understood immediately.“And you refused,” he said.She nodded once. “I refused.”There was no drama in her tone, just quiet resolve.“He didn’t argue openly,” she added. “He just waited. Then suddenly there were ‘performance concerns,’ protocol violations, committee reviews. It was subtle, but effective.”Elijah was stunned for a moment.Celeste was intelligent, professional, and undeniably beautiful. It unfortunately made sense that someone in power might attempt something like that, but that didn’t make it acceptable.“And no one questioned it?” he asked.She gave a faint, tired smile. “Hospitals protect senior consultants. Assistants are replaceable.”The car remained silent for a few seconds after that.Elijah’s expressi

Elijah drove out of the construction site and merged into one of the busier roads in the city, traffic moving steadily in both directions. His mind was still juggling the mall project, the Valencia meeting, and Phantom’s update when something ahead caught his attention. At first, he thought he was mistaken. Then he looked again. Walking along the sidewalk near a bus stop was a familiar figure, calm and composed despite the rush around her. Celeste Morgan. He slowed the car instinctively. She was the doctor from the city hospital, the same woman who had taken care of Sierra the first time she was nearly assaulted, the one who had handled everything with quiet professionalism and dignity. The second time he had met her was that night, when he had given her a lift unexpectedly after spotting her stranded on the roadside. That encounter had been brief but memorable. And now here she was again. She was dressed simply, in a light beige blouse tucked neatly into a knee-length dark s

Dr. Alaric Thorne Viremont stared at the young man sitting across from him. In his decades of running one of the premier medical institutions in the city, he had dealt with wealthy board members, volatile politicians, and aggressive union representatives.Yet, the man sitting in front of him didn't look like any of them. He was dressed simply, carrying himself with a quiet, almost ordinary demeanor. But there was an unsettling stillness in Elijah’s eyes, a total lack of fear that immediately put the director on guard.Dr. Viremont let out a short, dismissive breath and leaned back in his leather chair."Dr. Morgan?" Viremont repeated, his voice taking on a cold, institutional edge. "Young man, I don’t know who you are—a relative, a friend, or an attorney but hospital disciplinary actions are handled through proper administrative channels. Dr. Morgan’s reassignment was vetted by a senior review board. It is an internal matter. If that is all you came here to discuss, I must ask you to

Immediately when he asked, "Why did you slap me?" Lord Sterling Vance glared at him with furious eyes and roared, "I'm going to slap you again! How dare you put me in trouble?”At that moment, he turned his head and then he saw Elijah sitting calmly in the chair. When he saw Elijah, he was somehow even a little bit shocked because Elijah actually looked so young.Lord Sterling Vance had received a direct call from the Chief Operating Officer of Dominion Group, Isla Delaney, telling him that the chairman of Dominion was actually in his hospital, and it seemed he was encountering some issues that actually needed the owner himself to come there and solve immediately. Hearing that the absolute chairman of the multi-billion dollar Dominion Group was inside his building, he couldn't help but quickly book a private chopper to rush to the place, only for him to enter the office and hear Dr. Alaric threatening him with security.His heart was pounding with fear. He looked at Elijah respectful