Audrey’s POV
“That will be all,” Scarlett said, giving me one last glance. “I’ll be waiting for your good news.”
She smirked and walked toward the elevator, her heels clicking against the floor.
Andrew hesitated for a moment. “Miss Sinclair,” he mumbled before hurrying after Scarlett. I watched him catch up and offer his arm as they stepped into the elevator together.
Dr. Evans stood in the doorway clutching the fruit bags I’d brought, watching the elevator until the numbers started changing. Only then did her shoulders relax as she turned to me with a smile.
“You didn’t have to bring anything,” she said. “I’ve been your doctor for months now. Helping you was the right thing to do.”
“It’s not much,” I said with a small smile.
Dr. Evans sighed and handed me a towel. “You’re drenched. Did you take the stairs?”
“Yeah,” I admitted, following her inside and sinking onto her sofa. I wiped my face, trying to catch my breath.
“What was Searlett doing here?” I asked, watching Dr. Evans carry the fruit to her kitchen.
Her hands paused briefly. After a moment, she sighed. “It was about her daughter.”
“A parent’s worry,” she added vaguely.
My mind flashed to the conversation fragments I’d overheard – something about vegetative patients. Had to be about Rachel. What else would bring Scarlett to a cancer specialist’s apartment?
“What’s wrong with her daughter?” I asked.
Dr. Evans pressed her lips together, glancing at me with hesitation.
“Her daughter has… some health issues,” she finally said. “I can’t really say more.”
I nodded, not pressing further. Dr. Evans sat beside me and handed me a file from the coffee table.
“Here’s information about the doctors coming to New York next week,” she said. “Your myster
arranged it. You should prepare to meet them – they might find a treatment approach for you.”
I opened the file and scanned the first page. My eyes widened at a familiar name.
“Dr. Harrison Clarke?” I gasped.
Dr. Evans looked surprised. “You know Dr. Clarke?”
“Yes! I met him once. We worked together for a while.”
enefactor’s boyfriend
My mind raced back to that time – Harrison Clarke had led the team that awakened Blake from his vegetative state. I
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couldn’t believe I was seeing his name again.
“I didn’t know Dr. Clarke researched gastric cancer too. I thought he specialized in vegetative patients.
“He’s been practicing for fifty or sixty years,” Dr. Evans explained. “He’s studied many complex conditions. Recently he’s focused on vegetative states, working on patient recovery breakthroughs.”
She looked thoughtful. “I’m surprised someone could bring a physician of his caliber here. That’s quite a connection.
I looked down at the file as realization hit me. “Is that why Scarlett Rose came to see you? Because Harrison Clarke is coming to New York?”
Dr. Evans shook her head. “I can’t say. She didn’t tell me much.”
She met my eyes directly. “But Andrew Jensen mentioned his client has a new request.”
“What request?” I asked.
Dr. Evans brought me a mug of hot water. “His client wants you to have an actual episode.
I took a sip, trying to process her words. “An episode? The client wants me to get sick on purpose?”
“Yes,” Dr. Evans confirmed. “She wants you to show real physical symptoms. It will be more convincing to her boyfriend.”
“Since she’s faking her symptoms, if your records are also fabricated, they might discover the deception.”
She leaned forward. “But you don’t need to put yourself through that. We could just record some false data. The client would never know.”
I shook my head firmly. “No. This person is bringing in a world–class specialist to help me. That’s an incredible kindness. If she needs me to demonstrate real symptoms, I won’t deceive anyone.”
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