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Chapter 360
Chapter 360:
Mrs. Higgins froze. The breath left her lungs entirely. Her eyes widened, and the papers slipped from her hands again — but she didn’t care. She pressed both hands over her mouth, her eyes instantly filling with thick tears.
“You…” Mrs. Higgins choked out, her voice trembling. “Are you Dr. Erickson p>
June blinked in surprise. She almost never used her maiden, academic name in public outside the laboratory. She gave a slow, cautious nod. “Yes, I am. Do we know each other p>
Mrs. Higgins let out a broken sob. She lunged forward and grabbed June’s hands, gripping them with desperate, crushing strength.
𝘛he 𝗺𝘰ѕ𝘵 𝗉𝗈р𝗎𝘭а𝘳 𝗻𝗈𝘃𝗲𝗹ѕ 𝗼𝗻 ѕ.𝗰𝗼𝗺
“I know who you are,” she wept, her voice echoing in the hallway. “Three years ago, an anonymous medical foundation paid for my husband’s entire procedure and his rehabilitation. We never knew who our savior was. But last year, when you came to the ward as the lead scientist from Apex Bio to personally follow up on the experimental nerve grafting patients, I saw you speaking to the chief surgeon. He told me you were the one who authorized the grant for our specific case. You saved his life. You saved my entire family p>
The cold, impenetrable armor June wore to survive the Compton family shattered in an instant.
Her eyes softened completely, filling with a profound, quiet warmth. She gently squeezed the old woman’s rough, calloused hands.
“I am so glad to hear he is doing well,” June whispered, her voice thick with genuine emotion.
Mrs. Higgins began to drop to her knees to kiss June’s hands, but June quickly caught her shoulders and pulled her back up.
“Please, don’t do that,” June said firmly, but kindly. “The only purpose of medicine is to save lives. Your husband’s will to survive is the real miracle here. Go to him p>
Mrs. Higgins wiped her face, nodded frantically, and hurried down the hall, clutching her papers to her chest.
June stood slowly, smoothing the front of her trench coat.
She didn’t know that fifty feet down the corridor, standing perfectly still in the shadows near the elevator, was Brogan Clements.
He had come down to escort her to the ward. He had witnessed the entire interaction.
Brogan stared at June. He saw the radiant compassion shining in her eyes — a staggering contrast to the ruthless, brilliant scientist he knew in the boardroom.
His heart hammered against his ribs. The deep admiration he had always held for her shifted, irrevocably, into something far more profound. He was completely captivated.
June turned and spotted him.
The warm, gentle smile was still lingering on her lips. She walked toward him, entirely unaware that this small, beautiful moment of humanity was about to lead her straight into a deeply awkward misunderstanding in the VIP suite.
Brogan stepped out of the shadows, cleared the emotion from his throat, and offered June a warm, respectful smile. He gently pushed open the heavy, soundproof oak door of the hospital’s premier VIP suite.
The room looked more like a penthouse at the Ritz-Carlton than a hospital ward. Sunlight streamed through the massive windows, illuminating plush velvet chairs and state-of-the-art medical equipment concealed behind mahogany panels.
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