Madeline murmured a quick instruction to the attending physician beside her, who nodded and signaled for the others to follow him out.

Hands shoved deep into the pockets of her white coat, Madeline remained in place, her gaze fixed on Scarlett.

Scarlett sauntered toward her, a designer bag looped carelessly over one arm, its logo plastered for the world to see. When she stopped in front of Madeline, her lips curled into an almost triumphant smirk.

“I ...