She Belongs To The Billionaire ✔

Chapter 41

Kara’s POV

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              I shut the door firmly when I entered the office, my eyes fixated on the man pulling off his lab coat. “You requested to see me, Doctor Shane?”

“Yes, I did. There is something I want to tell you but I would like you to be discreet about this. Please have your seat.”

I nodded with a frown but he shook his head. “Thanks doc. Is anything the matter? Do I need to contact his family?” I asked in all seriousness.

“I don’t think you get what I’m saying, miss Kara. Anyway, you don’t have to call anyone. That was what I meant by the word, ‘discrete.”

“You have my word sir. I won’t tell a soul, if that is what you mean.” I affirmed.

He nodded firmly, satisfied with my response. “Does anyone know about Mr. Stephano’s condition? I mean someone living in your house.”

“Do you me-”

“I mean asides your mother and the other girl working as the house help? Perhaps a man got to know about it?”

I tried to wrap my head around the question so I would understand him properly. “You mean the driver? He wasn’t told.”

“Not the driver. A man came into Mr. Stephano’s room today after I had the nurse check on him and the man gave him another dose of that drug. I’m afraid I need to increase the security on him and no one is trusted. I’m only telling you this because you’ve been with him for the past few weeks and also because he won’t let anyone that isn’t you come near him or touch him.”

My head began to spin at the voluptuous information. Paul and Andre were the only ones who knew about Stephano’s state of health— also, his brother. James, his personal driver was on a week’s leave to visit his family in another city when the incident happened three weeks ago and till now, I hadn’t told him a thing. I had followed Andre’s instruction to not tell anyone else about the case on ground, so not even the men at the estate knew.

“Was it the man that was with me the other day...?” I trailed off in fear. I didn’t know what I would do if Paul was the culprit and though this negative vibe thingy was slowly building in me already as I thought about Paul’s encouraging nature and support since he got to know that Stephano fell sick — I didn’t tell him the nature of the sickness — I wasted no time in pushing the thought aside. Guilt ate at me as I told myself that Paul couldn’t be the culprit. I shouldn’t think that way about him.

No matter what, I should never accuse him for such a thing without evidence. Still, this was Stephano I was talking about! Stephano, the only man in my life. And not just any man, the one I now cared so much for than I had ever cared or treasured anything in my life. Over the past few days, I had done nothing but stayed with him, listen to him make small talks and laugh with him. He was pretty cool, much more than he let on these past few months that we had been dating.

It was a little by little progress but Stephano was beginning to get better and the other drug that had been mixed with that one he mentioned were a series of drugs that drug addicts usually abused. He mentioned the name of those substances but for the life of me, I couldn’t remember them. The combination was strong and weird, it was heartbreaking to even hear him talk about it.

I was quite surprised and really grateful that Stephano didn’t lose his life after receiving such heavy amount of drug into his system.

“The man from that first day he was admitted, you mean?” Doctor Shane asked, seeking confirmation. “The one that stood with you with ice cream cups, right?”