Chapter 334 Not A Mistress

• No matter how gently a doctor tried to explain death, to the bereaved it was nothing but salt rubbed into an open wound.
• Before Natalia could respond, Amanda’s gaze slid back to Chris. One perfectly shaped brow arched as she smiled.
• “Well now,” she said lightly, “I never imagined the always-so-civil Dr. Garcia would lose his composure. Seems Miss Vasilis has quite a talent—enough to make any man lose his head.” Her eyes flicked meaningfully between them. “Tell me, Doctor… are you planning to falsify evidence just to earn her favor? I’m a law-abiding citizen, you see—but I’m terrified.”