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Chapter 391
Chapter 391:
She slammed her car door shut and strutted over, her designer heels clicking sharply against the pavement.
“June! I texted you twice and called, but you didn’t answer. I had to make sure you were okay, so I came to ambush you at the office,” she declared. Then her eyes landed on Easton and she let out a loud, piercing wolf-whistle.
“Well, well, well! Look at my big, scary cousin playing the personal chauffeur! Five-star service, Easton p>
Easton closed his eyes for a fraction of a second. He shot Sloane a dark, warning glare that would have terrified any junior lawyer at his firm.
Sloane completely ignored him.
She pulled her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose and looked at June, her eyes sparkling with manic, gossipy curiosity.
“I have to say, June, the way my absolute iceberg of a cousin was just looking at you — he looked more intense than when he’s ripping apart a Fortune 500 company on the witness stand p>
𝖩𝗈𝘪𝗻 t𝗁𝘰𝘶sа𝗇𝗱𝗌 𝘰𝘧 f𝘢𝗻𝘴 о𝘯
June choked on a sudden burst of laughter.
The image was vivid enough to shatter the last remaining ice in her chest completely.
Easton let out a long, suffering sigh. He gave June a polite nod, got back into his Audi, and drove away, eager to escape his cousin’s orbit.
Sloane smirked, fully enjoying the chaos she had caused.
“Listen to me,” Sloane said, dropping the humor and looking at June with fierce, calculating encouragement. “Forget about Cole. That man is a rabid dog. My cousin is a hundred times the man Cole will ever be. You need to make a move. If he hesitates, tell me, and I will personally punch him in the throat p>
June let out another genuine, bright laugh.
Sloane’s aggressive, fiery loyalty acted like a shot of pure adrenaline.
As June walked into the Apex Bio lobby, her spine was perfectly straight. She had a lethal legal shark protecting her flank and a chaotic, fiercely loyal ally cheering her on.
She was ready for whatever Cole threw at her.
The sterile, white-tiled corridors of the Mount Sinai Hospital data center were freezing cold.
June sat in front of a glowing computer terminal, her fingers flying across the keyboard. She was pulling cross-referenced clinical trial data for Apex Bio’s critical second-generation nerve drug, completely focused on the complex molecular charts scrolling across the screen.
Then she heard it.
Through the thin drywall separating the data center from the adjacent doctors’ lounge, a voice bled through — deep, male, vibrating with a heavy, suppressed rage.
It was Cole.
He was clearly at the hospital for a routine dressing change on his burn scars and had stepped into the empty lounge to take a confidential phone call.
June’s fingers froze on the keyboard. Her stomach tightened instantly. Her first instinct was to stand up and walk away. She wanted absolutely nothing to do with him.
But the very next sentence through the wall nailed her to her chair.