The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 327

Chapter 327

After carefully finishing the treatment, the nurse nervously glanced over her shoulder. “Mr. Sterling…”

“Are you done?”

“Yes.

“Then get out.

Silas pulled the blanket up slightly, his face completely devoid of expression. “Also, tell all the nurses on duty, the shift supervisor, and your director to wait in the hallway.”

The nurse swallowed hard. “Understood.”

It was over

She had guessed right. Tonight was going to turn into a massive catastrophe.

A moment later, the door clicked shut. Silas stared at the woman in the bed. Her face was as pale as

a ghost, her stunning features making her look like a fragile, broken porcelain doll.

I thought you were so capable. How did you let yourself end up like this?”

The woman had already drifted into a deep sleep.

His low, gravelly voice echoed in the silent room, sounding almost like an illusion.

Silas watched her for a long while. He reached out with his long fingers and gently brushed her cheek. Her skin was still burning hot.

His hand slowly pulled back, his fingers curling tightly into a fist as they hovered in the air.

He stood up and strode out the door.

“Mr. Sterling.”

“Where is Harrison Fowler?”

Simon bowed his head slightly. “He’s still in the room from earlier. Per your orders, we have men watching him.”

“Have you found out why he was at the hospital?”

“Harrison has been tailing Miss Fairchild for the past two days. Today, he saw her assistant rush her to the hospital, so he…

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