The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17

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Having gotten dressed into her suit, Elena went to look for her boss. She was hopeful she could get something close to a work schedule for at least the next week if she stood her ground. Which would be hard, considering that just standing up made her head spin, but Elena was nothing if not resourceful and stubborn.

She took some pain killers from her medical bag and made her way out of the room.

The Ferraro estate was huge, but Elena figured she could start by finding Massimo’s office. Based on what she’d seen of the building already, that would probably be on the ground floor. Elena frowned as she approached the staircase.

“Just go slow,” Elena muttered to herself. “You can do this

It wasn’t pleasant, but Elena wasn’t in a hurry. In fact, as she neared the halfway point, she almost hoped she’d take long enough for someone to come looking for her.

While that didn’t happen, she did hear the Ferraro’s servants enter the entryway. They must’ve finished cleaning up the main hall area already.

“Did you hear how Master Massimo behaved last night?” The woman sounded a year or so younger than Elena. She spoke in a mousey whisper.

The man who was with her hummed, low and deep. “I heard. Do you think he actually carried that mystery woman like some sort of sleeping princess?”

“Why would the guards lie?”

Elena felt her cheeks blush. She knew people would talk about what happened at the party, but she hadn’t expected to hear it so soon.

Plus, it felt weird to eavesdrop. But she also didn’t want the workers to feel embarrassed. Maybe if Elena increased her walking pace, the others would hear her approach and fall silent?

It was worth a try. Elena did her best to focus on taking each step, not hiding her presence at all.

But she must’ve still moved so slow that the workers mistook her footsteps as the creaking and odd sounds of an

old house.

“Do you think they’re dating?” A new voice spoke up–Elena wondered how many people were dilly–dallying about.

“No, he’s married, remember?” The original woman chided

“Not that she’s ever around,” the new voice retorted. This woman sounded more like a spluttering tea kettle with her insistent whine.

The male servant laughed. “That’s all the more reason the Master can take a mistress. They must be sleeping together–he’s never gotten that close to a woman before.

“I suppose it is the only reasonable explanation,” the mousey woman conceded. “That woman must be a real piece of work to sleep her way to the top.”

“Some people have no talents,” the other woman continued, “so they have to play dirty.”

Elena decided to pick up her pace and stepped down at the bottom of the staircase with a loud thud from her dress shoes–the nice flats she had originally wanted to wear to work.

It had the desired effect. Three pairs of eyes immediately turned to her.

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Chapter 17

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Elena knew she must look like a mess. She was already out of breath and red in the face from her short walk here. But she refused to back down.

“You all seem to be mistaken,” Elena said politely. “I am the Ferraro’s family doctor.”

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