She thought that a brutal assault inside a private suite at a luxury hospital would be enough to destroy a billionaire’s marriage forever… She had no idea that she had just created the very evidence that would ruin her own life.
The sound of the impact echoed through the luxurious hospital room before anyone even had time to understand what had just happened.
Khloe Thorne was seven months pregnant.
After spending hours smiling for the cameras at the charity gala taking place downstairs, enduring endless questions, fake compliments, and the suffocating attention of high society, she had finally managed to escape to the quiet of her private suite.
She thought she was safe.
She was wrong.
She barely had time to turn around before a violent shove sent her stumbling backward. Her back slammed hard against the cold edge of a marble table. A bolt of searing pain shot through her body.
Instinctively, Khloe placed one hand over her belly to protect her baby.
Standing in front of her was Isabella Rossi.
Elegant in her long red gown, her hair perfectly styled, she seemed strangely calm.
For weeks, Isabella had been slowly poisoning Khloe’s life: the fake smiles, the humiliating remarks, the lingering looks directed at Marcus Thorne, her billionaire husband…
But tonight, she was no longer trying to hide her jealousy.
“You never should have been by his side,” she whispered.
Still in shock, Khloe answered in a trembling voice:
“Leave. Get out of here.”
Isabella stepped closer.
“You were only supposed to smile for the cameras, give him the child he wanted… and then disappear.”
Then she attacked again.
Khloe stumbled and crashed violently into the table. A crystal champagne glass fell to the floor and shattered with a deafening crash.
Khloe tried to hold on to the table, but her legs gave way.
She collapsed to the floor.
Instead of backing away, Isabella moved even closer.
Her expression had changed.
The jealousy was gone.
All that remained was a terrifying coldness.
Her stiletto heel struck Khloe violently in the side.
The pregnant woman crumpled, unable to breathe for several seconds.
She didn’t think about Isabella.
She didn’t think about revenge.
She thought only about her baby.
Then suddenly…
The door burst open.
“Khloe!”
Marcus Thorne appeared in the doorway, still wearing his tuxedo from the gala.
Behind him, coordinator Elaine Parker froze in place.
Marcus looked at his wife lying on the floor.
Then at Isabella.
But before he could say a word, Isabella’s demeanor changed completely.
Her eyes filled with tears.
Her hands began to tremble.
“She attacked me…” she whispered. “I was only defending myself.”
For several seconds, no one knew what to think.
Isabella seemed sincere.
But there was one thing she didn’t know.
The hospital’s security cameras had recorded everything.
Every movement.
Every word.
Every second of the attack.
And the man now rushing toward the private suite wasn’t an ordinary hospital employee.
He was Khloe’s uncle.
A powerful man who was about to reveal evidence capable of exposing every one of Isabella’s lies.
But what he was about to discover about her would be even more shocking than the attack itself…
And when he finally revealed what the cameras had recorded, the entire Thorne family would be turned upside down.
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A few minutes later, Khloe was rushed to the obstetrics department.
Marcus walked behind the stretcher, his face deathly pale.
“Save her… and save my baby.”
The doctors closed the doors in front of him.
In the hallway, David Sterling arrived accompanied by the head of security.
“Marcus, we have the footage.”
Marcus turned around.
“The footage?”
David nodded.
“Everything was recorded.”
They entered the surveillance room.
On the screens, Isabella could be seen entering the suite alone. They watched her approach Khloe, shove her, and then attack her a second time.
There was no doubt.
No ambiguity.
Isabella had lied.
Marcus remained silent.
He thought back to all the times Khloe had told him about Isabella’s strange behavior. The inappropriate remarks. The lingering looks. The humiliations hidden behind smiles.
He had always refused to believe that things could go this far.
“I should have listened to her…”
David placed a hand on his shoulder.
“There are still some things you can make right.”
At that moment, a doctor emerged from the room.
Marcus rushed toward him.
“My wife?”
“She’s stable. The baby is too, for now. But the impact caused a partial placental abruption. She’ll need to remain under observation.”
Marcus closed his eyes in relief.
But the doctor hesitated.
“There’s something else.”
“What?”
“Your wife asked us not to tell you anything until she could speak to you herself.”
A few minutes later, Marcus entered the room.
Khloe was pale but conscious.
“Marcus…”
He took her hand.
“I’m here.”
She took a deep breath.
“Isabella didn’t do this just because she was jealous.”
Marcus frowned.
Khloe then told him what she had discovered three months earlier while helping her uncle examine the family foundation’s accounts.
Millions of dollars intended for hospitals and charitable organizations had disappeared.
Fake invoices had been created. Nonexistent companies had received massive transfers. And behind several offshore accounts, the same name kept appearing:
Damian Voss.
Khloe pulled a small USB drive from her drawer.
“I copied all the evidence.”
Marcus stared at her in disbelief.
“Someone wanted to stop you from talking.”
Before he could respond, the lights on the entire floor went out.
An icy silence swept through the hallway.
Then the door handle slowly began to turn.
Someone was standing just outside.
Marcus rose to his feet.
This time, he was ready.
Because Isabella’s attack had only been the beginning.
The real enemy had just arrived.
