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Chapter 509
Chapter 509:
Cole and Crawford both snapped their heads toward the sound of the voice.
Sloane Harper stood at the intersection of the hallway, arms crossed tight over her chest. She wore a razor-sharp, tailored black blazer with matching trousers, her stilettos clicking sharply against the linoleum as she walked toward them with slow, deliberate steps.
She regarded the two billionaires with an expression of pure, withering contempt — the look of someone who had just found two feral dogs fighting on a marble floor.
She stopped a few feet away and did not flinch under the weight of their combined, intimidating glares.
She turned her gaze to Cole first.
“Mr. Compton,” Sloane said, her voice dripping with quiet condescension. “I was under the impression that the restraining order filed by Hahn’s firm was perfectly clear. June does not want to see you. Your presence here is a direct hazard to her recovery p>
𝗝оіn о𝗎𝗋 𝗰𝗼m𝗆𝘂ո𝘪𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝘯
Cole’s jaw clenched so hard a muscle ticked visibly in his cheek. He despised this woman. He despised that she was Easton Hahn’s cousin. But he also knew that causing a scene with June’s designated protector would only hand Easton more legal ammunition.
Sloane did not wait for his response. She turned her head and leveled the same freezing stare at Crawford.
“And Mr. Love,” she drawled, raising a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. “I appreciate that you flew across an ocean. But if you believe you can use this hospital corridor as a personal boardroom to negotiate the acquisition of my client, you are severely mistaken p>
Crawford’s aggressive posture eased slightly. He uncurled his fists. He knew Sloane was a vital ally to June, and alienating her would be a tactical error.
He offered her a tight, measured smile. “Ms. Harper. My apologies. I am simply here to ensure June’s safety p>
“We are all concerned about her safety,” Sloane said, cutting him off cleanly. “But what she needs right now is absolute quiet. She does not need two billionaires squaring off outside her door like a pair of territorial peacocks p>
The insult landed on both of them. They shifted uncomfortably, the absurdity of their public confrontation suddenly apparent.
“So,” Sloane said, her voice dropping to a hard, non-negotiable command, “you are both going to leave. Right now. Because if you don’t, I will call hospital security, and I will personally ensure the footage of you two behaving like this reaches Page Six before dinner p>
It was a flawless threat. Public humiliation was the one weapon capable of piercing their armor.
Crawford looked at the closed door of June’s room. He gave a single, sharp nod. “Tell her I was here. I will wait p>
He turned on his heel and walked back toward the elevator, his dark coat moving behind him.
Cole did not move. He stared at the door, his feet rooted to the floor. The thought of leaving her here, vulnerable, tore at something deep in his chest. “I need to know she’s okay,” he rasped.