The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 33

"I'll come tomorrow morning at nine for Yvonne's first treatment." Leilani's tone was even, unaffected by his attitude. "Will you send a car, or should I go there myself?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end before Milford spoke coldly. "I'll have someone pick you up."

"Fine." Leilani hung up efficiently, wasting no words.

The next morning, a black Maybach pulled up on time at the entrance of Celestial Heights.

Leilani went downstairs carrying her medical kit. When she opened the car door, Milford was sitting in the back seat, his long fingers resting on his knees. He swept a cold glance over her.

"Get in." His tone was distant and carried a warning. "You'd better not try any tricks. Otherwise, the Sherwood family won't let you off lightly."

Leilani pulled the corner of her lips but didn't respond, getting directly into the car.

The atmosphere inside the vehicle was stagnant. Milford didn't speak again the entire way, only occasionally casting scrutinizing glances at her. Leilani didn't care. She lowered her head, reviewing Yvonne's medical records on her phone, her fingers sliding gently across the screen, her expression focused.

It wasn't until the car drove through the gates of the sanatorium that Milford spoke again. "My mother isn't here today. You'd better make the most of the time."

Leilani put away her phone and looked up at him. "Rest assured, I want Yvonne to get better more than anyone."

Milford's eyes flickered slightly, but he quickly returned to his cold demeanor and got out of the car first.

Yvonne's room was on the quietest floor at the top of the facility. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating her pale face.

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