Chapter 112
Kate offered, “I’ve got a proposition for you p>
When she said it, I almost burst out laughing. “How could we possibly work together? Weren’t you afraid I’d snatch Claude from you p>
She snorted coldly, “Claude can only rise again with the support of my family. If I figure out who’s been undermining Claude, my family will go to war against them, no matter the cost p>
I was curious. “And what do you want from me p>
“You grew up in an orphanage, didn’t you? Coincidentally, my estranged sister, who grew up in the same orphanage, has returned from abroad today. She’s engaged to a guy from the Hilton family. But I can’t stand her. All you need to do is show up at the Goodwin family dinner and expose her as an orphan. That’s it p>
I couldn’t help but smirk, crossing my arms. “Kate, you’re so naive. What’s in it for me p>
I was curious to see what Kate could offer to convince me to help her.
“Think about it. My sister is the fiancée of a Hilton. If her reputation takes a hit, won’t the Hilton family do everything to clean up her mess? After all, they value her highly. Alan even paid for her to attend the best schools abroad. Don’t you want to retrieve your parents’ ashes from the Hilton family? Tell the media you’ve made a mistake that she wasn’t from the orphanage, and you’ll get what you want. Meanwhile, I’ll have given her a lesson p>
Without thinking, I opened my office door and waved her off. “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out p>
Such a dirty trick would hurt everyone involved. If the Hilton family would take good care of my parents’ ashes I could let bygones be bygones. Besides, my parents died trying to save Claude. I wouldn’t force him if he didn’t want to repay that debt.
Kate gritted her teeth. “Claire, don’t be so high and mighty! Even if you don’t do it, I know plenty of others from the orphanage who will. Then you’lHose your chance to get your
parents’ ashes p>
I slammed the door shut. Kate emphasized her half-sister grew up in our orphanage, right? But I didn’t remember her well. I was too young at the time to have a clear memory. Turning back to my office, I saw Max stepping out, phone in hand, saying, “You’re here? I’ll come to get you p>
It was the first time I had heard Max’s voice with a hint of warmth. He saw me as he closed the door but quickly turned away. Max was in a rush to meet someone.
Grabbing a patient’s file, I headed
out to make my rounds, stopping by
Daniel’s room, where a nurse whispered to me, “This patient is in agony every night. We wanted to give him a painkiller shot, but Dr. Hilton said the police haven’t
authorized it, so we can’t
I couldn’t help but smirk slightly. Daniel deserved to feel some pain. Otherwise, who would understand the suffering of the girls he hurt?
As I entered, Daniel’s eyes followed me desperately. “Can you give me something for the pain? It’s everywhere, in my bones, my skin p>