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The answer was simple, immediate, and silent. Exactly how he liked his business dealings.
A doctor stepped out, exhaustion carved deep into the lines of her face. “Mr. Holloway? Your wife is critical,” she said, pulling down her mask. “She needs—”
“I am no longer her husband,” Grant interrupted, sliding the leather folder closed with a snap that echoed like a gunshot in the quiet corridor. His voice was calm, bored even. “Update her family.”
“I… I don’t understand,” the doctor stammered. “There is no other family listed.”
Grant paused for half a second, checking the time on his Patek Philippe watch. Then he nodded, as if that solved everything. “Then update the file.”
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