The Pinnacle Of Life Chapter 227


    Spending the night in a Presidential Suite as an apology? Wasn’t that a thinly-veiled invitation for them


    to get intimate?


    Two more months to their first wedding anniversary, but he had yet to do it.


    He could pretend not to bother, but as a man, how long could he keep his act up?


    “Sounds good!” Alex replied eagerly. “Should I get us some stuff?”


    “Stuff? What do we need?” Dorothy Assex asked coyly.


    “Of course! Well, some protection… Or perhaps, there is a, you know, kink you want to try out?”


    “I… Uhm… I gotta go. Here’s the address,e quick! I… I love you.” Dorothy’s heart was fluttering


    madly as she spoke those words, which she had never said before.


    Alex almost squealed in joy. He wanted to be at the Landison hotel as quick as his car could take him.


    However, he promised Cheryl Coney to check in on the patients. “Darling, do you mind waiting for a


    while? I have some matters to attend at home. I will be theretest, by, say, nine-thirty?”


    “Okay!”


    Dorothy gingerly ced her phone down on the table and gently touched her flushed face.


    She immediately began packing for the night’s stay at the hotel, like sensual lingerie she would be


    wearingter at night.


    Alex arrived at Premier Hospital thirty minutester. Cheryl seemed a little pale and drained.


    Immediately, she led Alex to the ER unit. “Two hours ago, we received three more patients of simr


    conditions. Things are not looking good for them. Just today, two of the patients stopped breathing allTêxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    of a sudden without any warning signs.”


    Alex followed right behind her without saying anything. A huge crowd gathered in front of the ER unit,


    holding various gadgets and equipment in their hands. They were reporters and journalists from


    various mediapanies in California. The exposure of this case attracted plenty of attention and


    became the headline of several news reports.


    It was the talk of the town and erupted all over social media, with people demanding the urgent arrest


    of the ones responsible.


    “Wait a minute, Alex. You should put a mask on.”


    Cheryl stopped abruptly in her tracks and took out a mask. She put it on for Alex and said, “There are a


    bunch of reporters in front. Some of them are quite shady. We don’t want to get tangled in their


    questioning. Also, we have some families of the


    patients here who are a little emotional. Just follow me.”


    She grabbed his hand and strode forward.


    It was worse than what Alex imagined. The reporters immediately swamped onto them, as a woman in


    the crowd unexpectedly yanked Cheryl’s mask off.


    She was instantly recognized.


    “Isn’t that the granddaughter of James Coney, the miracle doctor of California? Doctor Coney, can you


    tell us what is going on now?”


    “Doctor Coney, we heard that two patients passed away this afternoon. How bad is the illness?”


    “My daughter is inside. Can I see her?”


    These were a few of the more reasonable questions among the outrageous ones.


    “Doctor Coney, is this man your boyfriend?”


    “Is he a doctor too?”


    “When are both getting married?”