The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 84

Canter 49: Between Ink and Steel-2

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Chapter 45: Between Ink and Steel-2

Monroe continued, “Dr. Anderson stopped by this morning. Reviewed Jamie’s full chart. He’s optimistic. Set up a tailored diet, new prescriptions to stabilize the condition. If things progress as expected, surgery might happen as early as next month.”

“Dr. Levin also stopped by to checked on Ms. Thompson, she’s cleared for discharge tomorrow. No lingering effects from the sedatives or restraints. MRI’s clean, vitals are strong, wounds are healing.”

Damien exhaled through his nose, but it wasn’t relief. Not entirely. It was control. Control slipping back into place.

But then-

“One more thing,” Monroe said. “She also asked about Mr. Ashcroft.”

That got Damien’s attention fast. His hand stilled.

“Dr. Anderson mentioned in passing that Mr. Ashcroft personally called in to prioritize the surgery. Ms. Thompson didn’t recall meeting him, so when she asked, I provided the basics- that he’s your closest friend, that the pavilion is owned by his family, and that he’s a very private individual. I also explained the prioritization was granted as a personal favor you requested.”

There was a pause.

Then Ashcroft clutched his chest in mock delight.

“Oh hell yeah. Maya’s asking about me?” he beamed, then grinned at Damien. “See? She wants to meet me. That’s a sign. That’s fate. I better start picking out a tux-your girl wants a proper introduction.”

James chuckled under his breath. “Here we go…”

Ashcroft didn’t miss a beat. “Let’s see… I need to look my best, obviously. I mean, she’s basically my future sister-in-law, right? Wait-technically we already met, but she was unconscious. And, well… kinda half-naked. So, didn’t really get the chance to look closely, you know? There was a possessive man hovering nearby… huh. Yeah, that probably doesn’t count.

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Damien rolled his jaw, glaring.

Ashcroft pressed on with gleeful malice. “What should I bring as a gift? Something personal. Thoughtful. Hmm… How about a little box of Beckett’s body parts? I’ve kept a few things in

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cold storage.”

James choked on his water.

Ashcroft winked. “Too gruesome? Alright, alright. What does Maya like? Coffee? Cats? Damien’s black soul in a bottle?”

Damien’s hand shot up. “Enough.”

There was steel in his voice.

Ashcroft just leaned back, grinning. “Ah. There it is. That look. The one where your jaw tightens and your eyes go all-what’s the word? Oh, right. Possessive.”

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