What? Ivanka couldn't believe her eyes. The man before her...
"Baxter?" She furrowed her brows and called. What in God's name was he doing at the Saint's Hospital?
There was no way he was the senior doctor. Or was there?
Baxter, appearing in his black Kiton suit, and pivoting in his chair like a CEO, gave Ivanka a knowing smile.
Ivanka was astounded. It's been six years since she last saw him. Even during the divorce, she tried her best to avoid meeting with him. And it worked.
If it was left for her to decide, she wouldn't want to hear anything on him ever again. But for people like him, news always got to fly around, especially since she was in the field.
Four years ago, the Stones Hospital had been pulled back on it's feet. Ivanka had no idea how it happened, how they had gotten t
