Chloe stopped at the corner of the hospital corridor.
Gian’s cold words echoed in her mind, and a bitter resentment flared within her.
But what bothered her more was the thought of leaving Gian and Kirsten alone.
Intimate moments like this were the perfect breeding ground for old flames to reignite.
She knew Kirsten wasn’t completely over Gian; the sharp retorts were just a shield for her broken heart.
And the way Gian looked at Kirsten was far beyond friendly concern—it was undeniable, deeply rooted love.
If they were left alone, Gian would easily clear up their misunderstandings the second she woke up.
Where would that leave Chloe? Her corporate maneuvering and her secret crush on Gian would be nothing but a humiliating joke.
Leaning against the cold wall, Chloe pulled out her phone, her mind racing.
She couldn't let them have a romantic reconciliation.
She recalled Kirsten casually mentioning her family.
Kirsten had said they treated her as a pawn for their own corporate gain and never cared about her feelings.
A wicked idea took root.
She scrolled through her contacts and found the emergency number Kirsten had listed on her Zenith onboarding forms. It was labeled: *Father*.
Taking a deep breath, she tapped the screen.

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