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    “What do you feel like eating?” he asked, shifting the mood. “I can have someone bring it.”


    “No need. I’ll step out and get something myself,” Christina said.


    “All right,” Dn said with a nod.


    Christina stretched a little and then got up to freshen up. She asked Dn what he wanted for breakfast and then left to pick it up.


    When Christina returned with a bag of donuts and two cups of coffee, she noticed a man and a woman standing outside Dn’s hospital room door. The bodyguards blocked them, refusing to let them in.


    Christina recognized the heavyset man instantly—she’d seen him justst night. It was Moss.


    Moss and the woman beside him were clearly agitated, arguing with the bodyguards. But the bodyguards stood firm, unmoved by anything being said.


    As Christina approached, she caught Moss’s voice, loud and bitter. “Who do you think you are? Just a bunch of security! What’s with the attitude?”


    Moss jabbed a finger at the bodyguards, furious and embarrassed. He didn’t know who was inside the room, but judging by the security, it had to be someone important.


    If he hadn’t failed to squeeze information about King out of the hospital director, he wouldn’t have ended up at this door. He’d found out King had chosen the patient inside to offer treatment. Maybe, just maybe, this patient might be the link he needed to get to King.


    Moss had slipped the nurse a bribe, hoping to dig up some information. But even after greasing the wheels, he still had no idea who was inside the ward. The nurse had only said it was a handsome, wealthy man, rescued personally by King.


    Moss figured it was just some rich guy. What he didn’t realize was that he was standing at the edge of a world far beyond his own.


    “Do you even know who I am? Step aside if you know what’s good for you!” Moss snapped at the bodyguards stationed at the doorway of the ward, trying to assert his authority. He was desperate. Without King, his family’s line was hanging by a thread.


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    “Honey, don’t be so forceful…” Alexa whispered, tugging at his sleeve. She was worried his temper would blow up theirst chance.


    Moss nearly barked at her but bit it back, reminded of what was at stake for their son.


    “I’m so sorry,” Alexa said with a polite smile directed at the bodyguards. “My husband’s temper isn’t the best, but he doesn’t mean harm. Our son’s in trouble, and we need to find King urgently. We heard the person in this room was saved by King. We just want to ask a few questions. Could you please check if the person inside might be willing to speak with us?”


    She hesitated and then clenched her jaw. “We’ll pay. A million each. Just for passing the message and letting the patient insidee out. Whether or not he gives us any information, the reward stands for you and him.”


    Money talked—Alexa knew that. Surely someone would be tempted by that kind of offer.


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