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    “Make the hospital your first stop,” Christina said, her voice gentle yet unwavering.


    Leona answered with a simple nod. “I will.”


    Soon after Leona’s departure, Valerie pushed Chloe’s wheelchair forward and stepped closer to Christina, her voice thick with gratitude as she offered thanks again and again.


    “Don’t waste this chance Christina’s given you. Give it everything you’ve got,” Chloe said, her smile warm and full of support. Valerie nodded vigorously. “I will give it my all!”


    A spark of curiosity prompted Chloe’s next question. “What were you and thatdy talking about, Christina?” Distance had kept her from catching the conversation.


    “Oh, Mrs. Frazier was just saying her housents had gotten a bit wild and needed some trimming,” Christina replied poignantly.


    “Oh,” Chloe responded, missing the point entirely, her expression the picture of innocence. “Leona is truly something else! I can’t even keep a cactus healthy.”


    A sly smile tugged at Christina’s lips. “Certain things have a way of being prickly…”


    Before anyone noticed, Christina slipped the exclusive ck card back into Chloe’s hand. Earlier, Chloe had secretly handed it to her. From then on, Brad stuck by their side, eager to impress and share everything he knew about thepany’s long, storied past.


    Suddenly, a security guard rushed in, breathless and shouting, “Mr. Cohen! There’s an emergency!”


    Brad had just beenvishing attention on Christina and Chloe when a sudden, frantic cry from a security guard cut through the atmosphere. His expression tightened immediately. What could possibly warrant such panic?


    “Excuse me for just a moment,” Brad said to Christina and Chloe before pulling the guard aside and lowering his voice. “What’s happened?”


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    The guard wasted no time. “Miss Jones’ car got smashed!”


    A wave of shock hit Brad, nearly making him lose his bnce. “Are you certain it was her car?”


    “Without a doubt! That cute Mini car stood out among all the Rolls and Bentleys. Plus, security footage shows Miss Jones parking it herself,” the guard exined breathlessly.


    Brad asked, “Was it parked in the INQ lot?”


    “Yes! And we’ve already detained the culprits,” the guard replied quickly.


    “Who in their right mind would dare wreck a car in INQ’s lot? Are they begging for trouble?” Brad could hardly believe it. Everyone in the city knew INQ belonged to the Scott family. Trashing a car parked in the INQ lot was the same as spitting in the Scotts’ faces. Whoever pulled this stunt must have a death wish.


    “Beats me,” the guard replied, just as bewildered as anyone could be. Brad waved the guard away and made a beeline for Christina. “What happened?”


    Chloe’s head turned in every direction, her sightless eyes searching for the source of Brad’s voice.


    “Miss Jones, your car… It’s been vandalized,” Brad said cautiously. Although he bore no me, a wave of unease swept over him as he dreaded that Christina would hold him responsible.


    Chloe jolted upright, shock etched across her face. “The car was wrecked? Who did it? Do they have a death wish? The nerve of pulling this at INQ!”


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