He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 21
The coffee was bitter.
On the other side of the door, Ophelia’s voice dissolved into sobs, punctuated by Luca’s sharp questions.
The sounds were muffled, as if they belonged to another world.
I leaned against the wall and slowly drank my coffee to the last drop.
Dante’s phone buzzed.
He read the message, his brow furrowing slightly.
“Elena, there’s something.”
“What is it?”
“You asked me to look into a living donor. We have news. The person who passed on the message said they want to see you first.”
“On what terms?”
He handed me the phone.
There was only one line on the screen.
*Tell Elena to come in person. She knows where to find me.*
My fingers stilled on the side of the cup.