Chapter 423: In the Hospital Room

In the hospital room, Paige Lawson waited eagerly for good news from her mother and brother. Instead, she was met with two grim faces.

"Hand over the three million Grant gave you," Donna Russo demanded, arms crossed. The bandage on her forehead stood out starkly.

Paige's pupils constricted. "Mom, your head—"

"All thanks to you!" Donna snapped. "If it weren't for you, we wouldn’t have clashed with Grant!"

The mask of maternal warmth had finally slipped.

Trevor rolled up his sleeves, revealing bruises. "Grant hit us hard. You didn’t warn us—was this your plan all along? Keep the money for yourself?"

"I didn’t!" Paige’s voice trembled. "How could I have known he’d—"

Donna sneered. "After being with him so long, don’t play innocent."

Trevor grabbed her hospital gown. "You’re paying our medical bills. Grant admitted he gave you three million!"

Paige bit her lip. "I only have twenty thousand left..."

"Bullshit!" Donna yanked the blanket off. "Where’s the card? Here? Or here?"

She knew her daughter too well—just as she’d known her younger self.

Paige tried to stop her, but Trevor shoved her back onto the bed.

"Stay put! We nearly died for you. Compensation is the least you owe us!"

Donna ransacked the room until she found a bank card hidden in the backpack’s lining.

"Got it!"

Trevor’s eyes gleamed.

"Give it back!" Paige struggled to get up. It was her last lifeline.

The three million had dwindled to just over a million.

Trevor shoved her hard. "You hid it well!"

Donna dragged her son toward the door. "Why waste words? My daughter, my money!"

"Mom! Please don’t go..." Paige staggered into the hallway, her voice breaking. "Take it all... just don’t leave me..."

Only retreating footsteps answered her.

Paige collapsed to the floor, tears streaming.

At Holloway Holdings’s penthouse, Grant received the update. A cold smile curved his lips.

He dialed the hospital director. "Freeze her accounts."

"But Miss Lawson’s treatment—"

"Need me to repeat myself?" Grant twirled a pen. "You know what to do."

That evening, the head nurse entered Paige’s room with a bill.

"Miss Lawson, you’re discharged."

Paige stared blankly out the window. "I’m waiting for him."

"Extended stays require a deposit." The nurse placed the form on the bedside table. "Please settle this promptly."