The Cherished Wife

At the hospital, Peter glanced at Sean, who was busy working in his office. "When are you planning to stop?"

"You think I don't want to?" Sean shot him a look. "You may be free as a bird now, but I've still got work to do, and I'm dedicated to it."

Peter scoffed, tapping his long fingers on the desk. "Dedicated? If you're a model employee, all other employees must've vanished."

"Hey!" Sean could not take the insult. "Don't question my work ethic."

He tossed his pen down and looked at Peter with a serious expression. "If you've got something to say, spit it out. I'm busy. I have no time to babysit you."

"Fine. Has Brandon's test report come out?"

he suddenly remembered. "I

brows knitted together. He fixed Sean with a hard look that made

I've been tied up with a bunch of tough surgeries lately. Plus, I've been running tests on Tania too, and I found a strange substance in her system." "What did you say?" Peter's grip on the report tightened, crumpling it

is yet. It seems to be some new kind of drug, and it's

him. He flipped open Brandon's report and scanned over the convoluted data before tossing

short, it's also a type of new drug, and it's quite similar to what's in Tania's body. It's just slightly different.

Someone is targeting you."

Tania know about any of this, and find out exactly what this is. Whatever it takes, find an

I've already got people working on it. The tricky part is that since Tania has this