“Sure.” Carter then handed his phone to Arielle. “Chief, Vin wants to speak to you.”
At that moment, Carter was looking at Arielle with nothing but respect for the woman in his eyes.
“Hello?” greeted Arielle after putting the phone to her
Out of curiosity, Carter wanted to eavesdrop but could not because of how low the volume was on the phone. Although he could not hear anything, he could see Arielle’s straight face slowly turning red.
“Money will do,” uttered Arielle before hanging up on Vinson.
Since Carter had never seen the woman blush like that before, he wondered what Vinson could have said to make Arielle react that way.
“What did he say?” Dying to find out, Carter questioned Arielle the second she returned his phone to him.
“Nothing much,” answered Arielle briefly to brush the man off.
She had no intention of repeating Vinson’s narcissistic words. “I’d like to thank you with a monetary payment, but I’m sure you’re not short of money. What you lack, though, is a fine gentleman like myself. Lucky for you, I’m available. What do you say?” offered Vinson when the two were on the phone.
Carter would have continued with his questioning had they not reached the patient’s family. After swallowing his curiosity for the moment, Carter opened the door to see how the family was doing.
The old lady was still crying but was doing much better than before.
Sitting next to her was her eldest son swiping away on his phone. He seemed to have given up trying to stop his mother from crying.
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