Unwanted Fake Wife The Top Billionaire novel Chapter 219

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Victoria still had no idea that Elena was pregnant.

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After going through several specialists who failed to get her asthma under control, she finally circled back to the one doctor Elena had once personally found for her.

She arrived at Julian’s house with a maid in tow.

The moment Gideon Flores saw her, he stepped forward and blocked the doorway. “I’m going to have to stop you right there. Dr. Mercer isn’t seeing any patients.”

Victoria lifted her chin slightly. “I’m here to see Julian. Let him know Victoria Hawthorne is here. He knows exactly who I am.”

As she spoke, her eyes drifted past Gideon into the house, openly sizing it up.

The place was simple, almost old–fashioned. No designer furniture, no statement pieces, nothing that matched what she considered “appropriate.”

She couldn’t hide the disdain on her face.

Gideon didn’t move an inch. “Like I said, he’s retired. He’s not taking appointments. You should leave.”

The maid immediately snapped, pointing at Gideon. “What’s your problem? Do you even know who she is? Even your mentor would treat her with respect. Who do you think you are, acting like this? Move. If her condition gets worse because of you, can you take responsibility?”

She stepped forward, trying to push him aside.

Gideon shifted back easily, his expression turning sharper, colder. “I know exactly who she is. My mentor made it very clear, someone like her, even if her asthma gets treated, it won’t fix what’s rotten underneath.”

Gideon had always been Julian’s top student.

Every time Elena had come personally, asking Julian to treat Victoria, he had seen it with his own eyes.

He had been out of town recently and had only just gotten back.

Only a few days ago did he learn everything that had happened to Elena.

Since then, the Hawthorne family had completely disgusted him.

Victoria had never been spoken to like this by someone younger,

Her face shifted through anger, disbelief, and humiliation all at once. She clutched her chest, struggling to catch her breath.

“What does Elena have to do with you, cough, you-”

Her breathing worsened, cutting her off.

She didn’t have the energy to argue anymore and instead raised her voice toward the house. “Julian, if you

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don’t come out right now, do you really think crossing the Hawthorne family won’t come back to bite you?”

Gideon was already reaching for the door, ready to shut it.

Just then. Julian walked out from inside, holding a steaming mug of coffee.

“Dr. Mercer, please… you have to help me…” Victoria said, her tone shifting instantly, her eyes lighting up as if she’d just found a lifeline. She tried to step inside.

“Not happening.” Julian said calmly.

His response was just as firm as Gideon’s.

Victoria’s jaw tightened. “I’ll pay you two hundred thousand dollars. And if you keep treating me, I’ll pay even more. Professor Mercer, take a look around. You could be living somewhere far more comfortable.”

She didn’t believe, not for a second, that he would turn down that kind of money for Elena’s sake.

Gideon couldn’t help himself. He rolled his eyes.

Some people really did think money solved everything.

Julian and his wife lived here by choice. The neighborhood was quiet, the neighbors were familiar, and their days were peaceful. They could go for walks, chat with people they knew, enjoy life at their own pace.

Julian had held back long enough.

Now, hearing this, he let out a cold, humorless laugh.

“The Hawthorne family really does think highly of itself. Two hundred thousand? That’s supposed to impress me?”

He took a slow sip of coffee before continuing, “If Elena hadn’t come to me personally back then, do you really think I would have taken your case?”

He lowered the cup slightly, his gaze sharpening.

“Gideon, show her out. Starting today, anyone from the Hawthorne family, or anyone connected to them, is not welcome here.”

“Yes, sir.” Gideon replied immediately, stepping forward.

“Wait, don’t-”

Victoria’s attitude shifted on the spot, her tone softening noticeably. “Dr. Mercer, I spoke out of line earlier. But you’re a doctor. You can’t just turn a patient away like this. How about this, you name your price?”

Over the past few years, her condition had improved significantly under Julian’s care. If he refused now, she didn’t even know where to turn next.

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