The doctor’s face went pale. He knew I was on the verge of death and that he had to get me to a proper hospital.
He frantically dialed Vito’s private number.
“Boss, this is an emergency! Mrs. Alessia has been severely poisoned, she needs immediate medical attention! She’s going to die!”
Vito’s voice was thick with annoyance and fury. “Alessia. You’ve outdone yourself with this performance. Not only did you get out, you even managed to bribe our family’s best doctor.”
“Let me be clear, whatever game you’re playing, I’m not falling for it! I know you too well. There’s nothing wrong with you, so stop trying to trick me.”
“I told you, he’s my flesh and blood. I’m not going to abandon my own son. But you have to wait until Scarlett is done. Why can’t you just wait?”
“I admit, I underestimated you. Now you behave yourself, or you know the consequences of defying me.”
The line went dead.
The doctor stared at his phone, then back at me, barely clinging to life.
He gritted his teeth and made a decision.
“It’s a long shot, but I’m taking you to the private clinic.”
I never imagined he would take me to Scarlett’s clinic.
Through the glass doors, I could see it was brightly lit, with staff bustling about.
The most advanced medical equipment was lined up in perfect order.
The very things that were meant to save my life.
The doctor pleaded with the staff, explaining the situation to the head nurse.
But she just shook her head coldly.
“The Boss’s orders are clear. All clinic resources are reserved for Mrs. Scarlett. No one is to use them without authorization.”
“But she’s dying!”
“That’s not our problem.”
Because of Vito’s command, I couldn’t get so much as a single painkiller.
Just then, a tall figure appeared in the doorway.
It was Vito’s second in command, Marco.
He saw me, covered in blood, and his face went white with shock.
He rushed to Vito’s side.
“Boss, there’s a woman outside, covered in blood. She… if I’m not mistaken, she looks exactly like Mrs. Alessia.”
Vito’s brow furrowed, and he pressed his temples hard.
“Impossible,” he answered flatly. “She’s fine. Pregnant, yes, but fine. There’s no way she could have gotten this far.”
Marco tried again, his voice lower. “Perhaps you should go see for yourself, Boss. If it is her, your child could be in danger too.”
Vito’s patience snapped. He glared at Marco. “I said it’s impossible. Are you deaf?”
“If it were really Alessia, do you think she’d need you to report it? Wouldn’t she have stormed in here herself?”
