The Heiress He Underestimated novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117 The Breach

“There’s always doubt. That’s what keeps me humble.” She stood up and came over to his bed, sitting on the edge of it. “But yes, I think we’re past the worst of it. Tomorrow’s doses should continue the improvement and by Sunday you should be stable enough to move back to your regular room.”

“And then what?”

“And then we continue monitoring for another week, to make sure the rejection doesn’t come back. If you stay stable, we slowly reduce the immunosuppressants and let your body’s natural defenses take over again. Eventually, hopefully, you’ll be completely healed. No more treatment needed.”

“Cured,” Drakonius said, like he was testing the word. “Actually cured.”

“That’s the goal.”

He reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch gentle. “You’re incredible. Do you know that?”

‘I’m just doing my job.”

‘Your job is saving lives. But you’re not just saving mine, you’re giving me a reason to want to live it. That’s different and that is more.”

Elera felt her breath catch. They were close, so close. His hand was still in her hair, his gray eyes locked on hers. The medical suite was quiet except for the soft beep of monitors and the distant sound of the ocean.

This was it. This was the moment. After weeks of dancing around their feelings, of almost–confessions and careful distance, they were finally here. All she had to do was lean forward, close the gap between them,

and…

A loud alarm blared through the lab.

They both jumped. Elera was on her feet instantly, checking the monitors. “What is that? What’s wrong?”

Anya came running in from the main lab. “It’s not him, it’s the security system. Frost just triggered the perimeter alert. There’s an unauthorized breach on the north side of the property.”

“How unauthorized?” Elera asked, her heart still hammering from the interrupted moment.

“Three people scaled the fence. They’re currently making their way through the woods toward the main house.” Anya pulled up the security feeds on one of the monitors. “Frost’s team is moving to intercept”

They watched the feeds as Frost’s security people converged on the intruders. It was dark, but the infrared cameras showed three figures, all dressed in black, moving with purpose toward the house.

“Who are they?” Drakonius asked, trying to sit up.

“Stay down,” Elera said automatically. Then, to Anya, “Can you get audio?”

Anya fiddled with the controls. Static, then voices.

11:53 am XXM

Chapter 117 The Breach

“Where’s the medical wing?” one voice asked. Male, young–sounding.

Finished

“East side, according to the blueprints. But we need to move fast. Security is probably already on us.”

“Get the photos and get out. That’s the job.”

Elera’s blood went cold. They were here for her, for the lab. For proof of what she was doing.

Frost’s voice came over the comms. “Subjects in custody. Repeat, all three intruders in custody. No weapons found, just cameras and recording equipment. Holding them at the north gate for the police.”

“I want to talk to them,” Elera said immediately.

“Mrs. Vex, that’s not advisable,” Frost replied. “They’re likely hired paparazzi or tabloid journalists. Engaging with them will only encourage more attempts.”

“I don’t care. I want to know who sent them.”

Ten minutes later, Elara was standing at the north gate with Frost and three very nervous–looking young men in zip tie restraints. They couldn’t have been more than twenty–five, all of them wearing cheap black clothes and carrying expensive big camera equipment.

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