Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88

In the morning, Emmanuel arrived at the hospital for his shift when one of

Beacon Hospital’s deputy directors, Addison Barnes, came to him.

“Dr. Barnes, is there anything you need from me?” Emmanuel could barely

hide his surprise.

He was a regular hospital staff, while Addison held the position of deputy

director. Typically, if someone from higher management needed to meet

with him, they would send someone to get him. This was the first time

Addison himself had sought him out.

“Emmanuel, are you up for a home visit today?”

To his surprise, Addison even asked for his opinion.

“A home visit?” Emmanuel parted his lips in disbelief. He had never

conducted a home visit before, nor was he aware that the hospital

provided such a service.

“Yes, it appears that Ms. Claudette Lenoir is unwell and prefers not to

come to the hospital. She has requested a home visit, and she is willing to

pay a substantial amount for this service,” Addison explained, getting

straight to the point. “If you don’t have any urgent matters to attend to, I

will authorize you to proceed with the home visit. The payment will go to

the hospital, but you can keep any tips received.”

“Oh, okay,” Emmanuel agreed readily.

He knew that the hospital needed to make money. Considering the

financial pressure he was under to repay Ryder’s debt and fulfill his

obligations to Mackenzie, he saw the opportunity for extra income as a

welcomed offer.

He couldn’t help but recall the rules they agreed upon yesterday.

That was precisely why he abandoned the notion of them being together

and accepted the reality that their paths would eventually diverge. He

resolved not to accumulate any further debts or obligations to Mackenzie,

wanting to ensure a clean break when the time came for their separation.

Emmanuel walked out of the hospital with his medical kit to see a

Rolls-Royce waiting for him outside.

A strange expression crossed Darren’s face when he noticed the

expensive car.

How could Emmanuel afford to buy a Rolls-Royce?

Emmanuel didn’t think much about his ride as he was focused on treating

his client’s condition and earning his deserved pay. He soon arrived at a

private mansion where Claudette was waiting for him alone.

“Ms. Lenoir, you look unwell. What happened?” Emmanuel asked.

“Dr. Lowe, I-I dare not head out today. When I walk, I feel unusually itchy

and painful,” Claudette explained awkwardly as she pointed at her body.