Nathan watched Vanessa walk away, frowning as a nagging suspicion gnawed at his mind. He couldn't shake the feeling that the silhouette of Dr. R was a dead ringer for Vanessa.
But how could Vanessa possibly be the highly skilled, cold-as-ice Dr. R?
He shook his head, dismissing the chaotic thoughts, and then looked down, continuing to comfort Aurora in his arms.
"Don't let it get to you."
Flora watched Vanessa leave and snorted disdainfully, saying, "That Dr. R sure knows how to use her medical skills to put on airs, just like that ill-mannered Vanessa!"
Nathan's face darkened instantly. He turned to look at Flora, his voice low and displeased.
"Flora, ease up a bit. She's a renowned doctor; a little attitude is to be expected."
*****
The night was inky black, and a black Maybach g
