Chapter 6 - THE DOCTOR WHO CHOSE THE BABY

Dr. Evelyn Shaw had delivered calm news at every appointment.
The baby was healthy.
Khloeâs blood pressure was manageable.
The pain was normal.
The insomnia was normal.
The strange moments of dizziness were normal.
Now every reassurance felt like part of a plan.
âShe has had access to me for seven months,â Khloe said.
Elaine nodded.
âAnd access to the baby.â
Marcusâs face went cold.
âWhy didnât you tell us?â
âI didnât confirm her identity until tonight.â
âHow?â
âAdrian found Rebecca Haleâs sealed records. Lillian survived the first delivery and was transferred under a false name.â
âWho raised her?â Khloe asked.
âVittorio Rossiâs sister.â
Isabellaâs family.
The connection twisted through Khloeâs mind.
âIsabella knew?â
âNot at first. Evelyn used Isabella to get close to Marcus and destabilize your marriage.â
Marcus looked toward the smoke-filled corridor.
âWe need to get Khloe off this floor.â
Elaine opened a service map on her phone.
âThereâs a maintenance lift behind the surgical storage area.â
They moved through the damaged room.
Marcus supported Khloe with one arm.
Elaine led them to a hidden door.
As she entered a code, Marcus seized her wrist.
âIf this is another trapââ
âIt isnât.â
The door opened.
They stepped inside the service lift.
It descended two levels and stopped.
The doors opened onto a dark maintenance tunnel.
Nathaniel and Detective Brooks appeared from the opposite end.
Nathaniel rushed to Khloe.
âYouâre hurt.â
âMarcus protected me.â
Nathaniel looked at him, surprised.
Brooks turned toward Elaine.
âYouâre under arrest.â
Elaine raised her hands.
âArrest me after you stop Evelyn.â
âWhere is she?â
âIn the neonatal research wing.â
Nathaniel frowned.
âThat wing has been closed for six years.â
âNo,â Elaine said. âIt has been hidden for six years.â
They followed the tunnel beneath the hospital.
At the end was a steel door marked ARCHIVE STORAGE.
Nathanielâs executive code failed.
Elaine entered a different sequence.
The door unlocked.
Beyond it lay a bright laboratory.
Computer servers hummed behind glass walls.
Medical files filled shelves.
Photographs of children were arranged across an illuminated display.
At the center stood Dr. Evelyn Shaw.
She wore a white coat.
Her blond hair was tied back.
She looked almost exactly like Rebecca Hale.
Khloe stopped breathing.
Evelyn looked at her.
âSister.â
Marcus moved in front of Khloe.
Evelyn smiled.
âStill protecting the asset, Marcus?â
âShe is my wife.â
âShe is the guardian of your future voting shares.â
âShe is my wife.â
Evelynâs smile disappeared.
Nathaniel stepped forward.
âLillian.â
âThat name belonged to a baby your family abandoned.â
âWe thought you were dead.â
âYou accepted a piece of paper.â
âI was nineteen.â
âAnd Khloe was loved while I was erased.â
Khloe stepped around Marcus.
âI didnât know.â
âNo. You simply received everything.â
âI lost our mother too.â
âYou had photographs. Stories. A family name.â
Evelynâs voice trembled for the first time.
âI had Rossi doctors studying me like an animal because Everett believed my blood might unlock his precious trust.â
Khloe looked at the files.
âWhat did they do?â
âThey tested whether I could produce a compatible heir.â
Marcus stared at her.
âYou tried to marry me through Isabella.â
âIsabella believed she would marry you. She never understood she was another tool.â
âAnd my baby?â Khloe asked.
Evelyn looked at her stomach.
âThe child will activate the trust.â
âFor whom?â
âFor the surviving firstborn Hale daughter.â
Nathaniel shook his head.
âThe trust names the guardian of Marcusâs child.â
âThat is the version Everett wanted you to find.â
Evelyn touched a keyboard.
A legal document appeared on the screen.
âThe original agreement states that control transfers to the eldest living descendant of Daniel Hale after a Thorne-Hale child is born.â
Khloe understood.
âYou.â
âYes.â
Marcus stepped closer.
âYou manipulated us into having a child so you could take the company.â
âI gave history the ending it owed me.â
âYou arranged Isabellaâs attack?â
âI told her Khloe planned to expose her affair with you.â
âThere was no affair.â
âIsabella believed there was.â
Khloe stared at Evelyn.
âDid you order Mara to drug me?â
âI ordered her to bring you here.â
âThe syringe could have killed my child.â
âYour child was never meant to die.â
âBut I was?â
Evelyn said nothing.
That silence answered everything.
Nathaniel moved toward her.
âThis ends now.â
Evelyn pressed a button.
Steel shutters dropped over the exits.
Brooks drew her weapon.
Evelyn held up a small remote.
âIf I release this switch, the servers destroy themselves.â
Marcus looked around.
âWhatâs on them?â
âEvery illegal trial. Every payment. Every official who helped Everett and Vittorio.â
Nathaniel stared at the evidence.
âYou could expose the entire network.â
âI intend to.â
âThen give it to federal investigators.â
Evelyn laughed.
âSo they can bury it?â
Khloe stepped closer.
âWhat do you want?â
Evelyn looked at her.
âYou will publicly transfer guardianship rights connected to the trust.â
âNo.â
âThen the evidence disappears, Marcus loses the company and the network kills all of us before sunrise.â
Marcus moved slightly toward the server controls.
Evelyn saw him.
âDonât.â
A red light activated above the door.
The destruction sequence had begun.
Five minutes appeared on the screen.
Evelyn looked at Khloe.
âChoose quickly, sister.â
Khloe looked around the laboratory.
At the files.
At the photographs.
At the woman who shared her motherâs face.
Then she realized something.
Evelyn had claimed she wanted justice.
But she had not released the evidence.
She had kept it as leverage.
âYou donât want to destroy the network,â Khloe said.
Evelynâs eyes narrowed.
May you like
âYou want to control it.â
The timer continued counting down.