Scarlett’s POV
I slid into the car, immediately grabbing my sanitizer spray. As I disinfected my hands, I turned to Andrew with a frown.
“You know Audrey Sinclair?” I demanded. “You never mentioned this before.”
Andrew looked down, awkwardly smiling. “I didn’t know her before. We’ve known each other less than a month…”
“How did you meet?”
Andrew fell silent for a moment. Finally, he sighed.
“Audrey Sinclair is the one who signed the agreement with Laurel to share medical information.”
I froze mid–spray, my eyes widening. “Audrey Sinclair is the woman sharing medical information with Laurel? That
means…”
Andrew nodded. “She has late–stage gastric cancer. Less than two months to live.”
I sat there, completely stunned.
How is this possible? Audrey Sinclair dying of cancer?
But she’s always seemed so energetic… No wonder she agreed to divorce Blake so easily.
It all makes sense now.
I reached for my phone, finding Laurel’s number. She needed to know this.
“Ma’am,” Andrew shouted.
I looked up to find him watching me intently.
“If you tell Miss Rose about Audrey Sinclair’s identity… do you think she’ll still let Blake arrange treatment for her?”
His words hit me hard. My finger hovered over the call button.
“Harrison Clarke and his team arrive next week,” he added quietly.
My hand slowly lowered as I thought it through.
I only just learned that the specialist Blake arranged for Laurel’s “cancer” is the same Harrison Clarke who woke Blake from his
vegetative state.
I came to Dr. Evans hoping she could secretly arrange for him to examine Rachel while he’s here.
If I tell Laurel that patient is Audrey… With Laurel’s jealousy, she’d immediately demand Blake cancel everything.
Then Audrey would die without treatment, and Rachel would lose her chance too.
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I set my phone down with a heavy sigh.
“I’m keeping this from Laurel for Rachel’s sake,” I said firmly.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Andrew’s subtle relief.
Blake’s POV
“Mr. Parker, I can’t thank you enough!” Victoria exclaimed, her hair a mess as she attacked her steak. “If you hadn’t helped me, I’d be begging on the streets after my wallet was stolen!”
I glanced up from my phone with a frown.
“Your sister wouldn’t help you?” I asked flatly.
Victoria’s face instantly hardened at the mention of her “sister.”
“Audrey Sinclair told us she’s cutting ties with our parents and with me!” Victoria fumed. “I saw the news about your divorce and worried she might do something stupid. That’s why I rushed to New York to find her.”
She stabbed her steak. “But she’s blocked our father’s number and mine too. I’ve been here two days trying desperately to contact her. And now my wallet’s stolen…”
She looked up at me with exaggerated vulnerability. “Blake darling, if it weren’t for you, I’d truly be homeless.”
My eyebrows snapped together. I set down my phone and fixed her with a cold stare. “Who taught you to call me that?”
Victoria bit her lip. “I saw people online calling you that.”
I frowned.
Laurel always calls me Blake darling. I’ve never particularly liked it, but she insisted it sounded intimate, so I let it slide.
When Laurel mentions me in interviews, she always uses “Blake darling.” Her fans have picked up the habit online.
But they only use it on social media. No one would dare say it to my face.
Victoria is the second person after Laurel with the audacity to call me that in person.
“Call me by my name,” I said coldly. “I am your brother–in–law, after all.”
Annoyance flashed across her face. “But you and Audrey are divorced. How does that make you my brother–in–law?”
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