After My Fiancé Cheated, He Demanded My Kidney For His Mistress

Synopsis

The antiseptic smell of the burn unit had become as familiar as my own perfume. I sat beside Dad's bed, watching the steady rise and fall of his bandaged chest, when my phone vibrated against the plastic chair. "Robert White's room," I answered quietly, not wanting to wake him. "Ms. White? This is Helena from Elite Family Services." The woman's voice was crisp, professional. "We have an urgent lactation consultation request. The client specifically asked for you." I glanced at Dad's sleeping form. His latest surgery had drained what little savings I'd managed to scrape together. "I appreciate the call, but I'm with my father at the hospital—" "The consultation fee is one hundred thousand dollars." The words hung in the air like a lifeline thrown to a drowning person. My hand tightened on the phone. "I'm sorry, did you say—" "One hundred thousand, yes. The client insists on immediate assistance. She delivered yesterday and is experiencing significant difficulties. Money is no object for the right consultant." My throat went dry. That amount would cover Dad's specialized