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Natalie was the one who’d saved Gregory from drowning?
No wonder Gregory was so in love with her.
But still, a complicated emotion flickered in Anathea’s eyes.
“Anathea?” someone called, her voice familiar.
Anathea looked up to see Natalie sitting in a wheelchair, smirking at her.
The nurses nearby all scattered the moment they saw Natalie approach, as if someone had hit the panic button.
Anathea looked at Natalie. When she was about to speak, Natalie said, “Let’s talk inside.”
Anathea followed her into the consultation room.
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As soon as they walked in, the doctor brought out a case and opened it to show Natalie. “Ms. Whitman, this is the medicine Mr. Sinclair arranged for you. It’s the last one in the whole hospital.”
“Did you hear that?” Natalie glanced at Anathea with a soft smile. “He got this just for me. I mean, technically I don’t need something this strong for recovery, but the moment I mentioned it, he made sure I got it.”
Her tone was full of smug satisfaction. It was clear she wanted Anathea to know exactly how much Gregory cared about her. Even a ten–million–dollar dose of medicine wasn’t a big deal. As long as Natalie wanted it, Gregory would make it happen.
Anathea tried not to let it get to her. She took a deep breath and kept her voice respectful. “Ms. Whitman, if you really don’t need something this strong, would you please consider giving it to me?”
That medicine was supposed to be Anathea’s in the first place. Now, the one who snatched it from her had the power to make her beg for it.
Anathea felt the sting of it deep in her chest, but she had no choice. Natalie had Gregory’s protection and Eleanor’s backing Everything came to her easily. On the other hand, Anathea needed that dose desperately.
“Oh, you want it too?” Natalie smiled, tilting her head as if she was thinking it over. “But from the way you’re acting, you don’t seem that desperate.”
“What do you mean by that?” Anathea asked, frowning.
“At the very least, you could be more sincere.” Natalie rested her chin in one hand, the corners of her lips curving up. “For starters, don’t ask me. Beg me.”
She wanted to see Anathea humiliated. That was the whole point.
Anathea bit her lip hard. After a moment, she gave in as she lowered her head. “I’m begging you, Ms. Whitman.”
“My, you’re so obedient, Anathea.” Natalie suddenly laughed, caught off guard by Anathea but clearly reveling in it.
She was thrilled. Finally, the high and mighty Anathea was bowing down before her. She couldn’t stand watching Anathea hold on to the spot that should’ve been hers for the past five years.
Natalie couldn’t stand that Gregory’s attention was always on Anathea. She wanted to crush Anathea completely.
And this wasn’t nearly enough.
She wanted Anathea to truly taste the agony of being helpless.
Anathea, unaware of the darkness lurking behind Natalie’s smile, kept her eyes on the medicine inside the case. “So, can I have it now?”
“Of course not.” Natalie wagged a finger. “You do realize this is the last dose in the entire hospital, maybe even the whole city,
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right? You really think I’d just hand it over just because of that?”
Anathea clenched her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly. Her voice came out low and strained. “Then, what do you want from me, Ms. Whitman?”
“I want you to get on your knees.”
Natalie’s smile was dazzling but laced with venom. She raised her hand, and the doctor immediately opened the door to the consultation room. Now, anyone passing by could see everything going on inside.
As expected, the nurses who’d scattered earlier quietly crept back, drawn in by the sense that something big was about to go
down.
Natalie played with a flower she’d casually pulled from the vase on the desk as she sat in her wheelchair like a queen on her throne.
With the flower stem pointed right at Anathea, she said slowly and deliberately. “Anathea, I want you to get on your knees and beg me right in front of everyone.”
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