The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 600

She could use the payment as proof of a transaction, but they had absolutely nothing to threaten her with. The dynamic was completely different!

"You—" Mia started to argue, but the voice cut her off, turning freezing cold. "Does the client wish to delete the records or not?"

"If you don't, figure it out yourself. If the police trace this back, I'll be perfectly fine. You, on the other hand, will go down."

The hairs on Mia's arms stood up. She knew the voice wasn't bluffing.

The chat logs on her phone were damning. If they fell into the hands of the police, she was doomed.

Biting her lip, she replied begrudgingly, "Fine. Show me."

"And a word of advice," the voice warned. "Don't try anything stupid, or I will make your life a living hell. Don't think for a second that hiding behind a screen keeps you safe from me. If I want to find you, you can't hide."

Mia was speechless. She didn't know if the admin was wildly arrogant or just paranoid, but she didn't dare test them. She meticulously followed their instructions, wiping every trace of the chat logs from her phone and all connected cloud accounts.

"Is that it? What if the police ask me—"

*Click.*

Mia stared at the disconnected call, her face twisting in fury. "You bastard! You hung up on me!"

"Who do you think you are? Acting like you're some kind of god!"

She cursed at her phone for a solid minute before realizing she was yelling into the void. Calming down, she mentally reviewed the events of the past few days, rehearsing her alibi. Satisfied that her story was bulletproof, she lay back against the pillows.

The room descended into silence, and a slow, wicked grin spread across her face.

Nora, just wait for your karma.

It definitely wasn't Harold Peyton. If the old man wanted to come in, he could buy the hospital with a single phone call. Furthermore, Nora knew Mr. Peyton would never just wait patiently in a lobby. It wasn't about arrogance—it was about reality. If someone of his status lingered in a public hospital lobby, the local news would swarm the place in minutes. He used his privileges precisely to avoid causing scenes like that.

"I have no idea," Nathan said, running through a mental list of possibilities and coming up empty.

Deciding it wasn't worth stressing over, he added, "I'll go down and check. What do you want for breakfast? I'll bring it back."

Nora immediately swung her legs out of bed. "I'll go."

She wasn't about to make a patient fetch her breakfast.

Nathan saw right through her. He offered a soft smile. "Nora, you're in way more danger than I am right now."

"I should be the one to go."