The next day around noon, Quinn Thorne dropped Olivia Sterling off at Sterling Cosmetics first, then drove to the hospital.
After administering the third round of silver meridian needles to the Ashford patriarch, the old man was finally able to get out of bed on his own, albeit slowly. His color had returned, and the tremor that had plagued his hands for weeks was nearly gone. Watching their father rise from what they had feared would be his deathbed, Bastian Ashford and Victoria Ashford could barely contain their astonishment at Quinn's miraculous skill with the old healing arts.
None of that mattered much to Quinn, though what did matter was the cashier's check Victoria pressed into his hand as he was leaving: thirty million dollars.
He stared at it in the elevator, turning the slim s
