“Mr. Madison.” Stefan steps into the room, and suddenly, it feels too small. “I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d come say hello. I couldn’t help but overhear Dr. Walsh’s creative interpretation of recent events.”
Rebecca’s smug sneer falters. “Stefan. What a surprise.”
“Is it?” He doesn’t look at her. His eyes are on me, checking for damage. “You seem to know quite a bit about my business dealings, Rebecca. One might wonder how.”
“Public record—”
“Shut up.”
The words are quiet, but Rebecca’s mouth snaps closed like Stefan just stapled it shut himself.
Stefan turns to Jonathan. “Let me clarify a few things. Yes, I’ve invested in Aster Fertility Solutions. Substantially. Not because Dr. Aster is providing ‘personal services,’ but because she’s the best fertility specialist in B
