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The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 284

Ten minutes later, we all arrived at the top-floor suite. It was far more spacious than I had imagined. Potted plants brought the room to life, and the morning sun spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a vibrant, airy atmosphere.

Pristine and expansive—that was my first impression. There was even a dedicated lounge area with a sofa and coffee table specifically designed for visiting families.

It also came with premium nursing care.

Apparently, the staff assigned here held advanced certifications, ensuring a far more professional and attentive level of service.

After touring the suite, it felt less like a medical facility and more like a luxury vacation resort.

When the tour concluded, Mr. Fletcher bowed respectfully. "This is roughly what the setup entails. If any of you feel something is out of place, just say the word and I'll have the staff adjust it immediately."

Leon immediately chimed in. "What do you think, Dr. Hayes?"

Naturally, I was thrilled.

If my pockets were deep enough, I would have gladly spent every last dime to give Maxwell this kind of environment.

But the harsh reality was that I was completely broke.

"I..."

"Fine, we'll go with this setup."

"Send the bill directly to me."

Before I could finish my sentence, two male voices echoed next to my ears simultaneously.

Ferris and Leon had spoken at the exact same time.

The tail end of Ferris's sentence still lingered with his signature cedarwood scent, while Leon's smooth, warm timbre pressed right up against it. Their words collided in the quiet suite, the sudden tension shattering the peaceful sunlight streaming through the window.

The word 'paperwork' brought me back to my senses. "Is this really appropriate?" I objected.

"We're just following protocol," Leon assured me with total confidence. "Don't worry about a thing, Dr. Hayes."

Moments later, Ferris and I were the only ones left in the massive suite.

The silence was painfully awkward.

Especially in a setting like this.

I was just about to use Maxwell as an excuse to slip away when Ferris's voice sliced through the air, as sharp as a scalpel tearing through velvet. "So this is why you and your mother had the nerve to arrogantly negotiate terms with the Sterling family at the main estate?"

I froze mid-step. Turning around slowly, I caught sight of my own stiffened posture in the mirrored wall. I met his gaze. "Excuse me?"

Ferris glanced around the room, his voice dripping with ice. "We should wheel my dear father-in-law into this room right now so he can see exactly what kind of impressive tricks his precious daughter has up her sleeve."

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