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The Heart Surgeon’s Last Patient Novel Chapter 25

Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash 25

But her flustered demeanor told a different story. 

She fumbled with her phone, her hands trembling as she tried 

to cover her tracks. After a moment, she thrust the screen 

toward Madeleine. 

“See? 60 thousand dollars, just like I said.” 

Mary yanked the phone back almost immediately, but not 

before Madeleine caught a glimpse. 

It did look like an Aumora transaction for 60 grand. 

“Let me see that again,” Madeleine said, her tone deceptively 

sweet. 

“What?” Mary’s voice was tight, her grip on the phone 

tightening. 

“The phone. I didn’t get a good look.” 

Mary’s jaw clenched, but she reluctantly held out the phone again. Before she could pull it back, Madeleine snatched it from her grip and started scrolling. 

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“Aumora’s new envelope clutch, crocodile leather handbag, iris red diamond necklace, Moments in Time perfume…” 

Madeleine read aloud, her voice dripping with amusement that quickly turned to exasperation. 

She let out a sharp laugh. “Mary, you went on a shopping spree for yourself and thought I’d foot the bill?” 

Mary, who’d been so confident just moments ago, now looked like she wanted the floor to swallow her whole. 

She’d always relied on Madeleine’s blind trust, throwing out inflated prices and watching the money roll in. Madeleine had always paid without question, joking that “that man’s money is meant to be spent.” 

But today? Today, Madeleine was different. She hadn’t 

expected Madeleine to be so hard to trick. 

“What’s gotten into her?” Mary wondered, her mind racing. “Did that guy cut off her allowance or something?” 

Scrambling to pivot, Mary latched onto a familiar tactic. 

“Maddie, what’s wrong? Did you and Roderick have a fight? Is that why you’re in a mood? Did he tighten the purse strings?” 

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Madeleine’s smile was all sugar and spice. “Oh, no. He just 

wired me 8 million dollars, actually.” 

Mary’s eyes flashed with envy, her thoughts spiraling. 

“8 million? Why does Madeleine get to live like this, with men 

throwing millions her way, while I’m stuck scraping by? 

“That selfish little bitch. She’s swimming in cash but won’t even 

spare 60 thousand dollars for me. 

“The richer they are, the stingier they get!” 

Madeleine tossed the phone onto the table with a casual flick. 

“The perfume is 5,000 dollars. I’ve sent you the payment.” 

Mary glanced at her phone, her heart sinking. Sure enough, 

5,000 dollars–nothing more, nothing less. 

She bit back her frustration, forcing a smile to keep up 

appearances. 

Madeleine was her golden goose, after all. A bit temperamental, 

sure, but so easy to manipulate when she was head–over–heels for that man. 

Mary knew all too well how love could cloud a woman’s 

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judgment. If Madeleine was suddenly sharp–witted, it was 

probably because she hadn’t seen Edward in a while. 

“Get them back together, and she’ll be putty in my hands again,” 

Mary schemed. 

“Thanks, Maddie,” Mary said, her smile strained and unnatural. 

“I messed up and got confused with my own purchases on the bill. Silly me. I knew that perfume wasn’t that expensive.” 

Just then, the waiter arrived with their food, and Mary seized the chance to change the subject. “Oh, I was starving earlier, so I ordered ahead. Hope that’s okay!” 

“Maddie, see if there’s anything else you’d like. I ordered all our favorites.” 

Madeleine glanced at the table, now laden with an array of 

extravagant dishes–mostly molecular gastronomy, all style and no substance. 

She raised an eyebrow. “Since when do I like this stuff?” she thought, feeling oddly disconnected from her own tastes. 

The comfort foods she kept at home seemed far more appealing. 

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“This is fine,” Madeleine said, waving off the offer to order 

more. 

Even without more, the table was already full, the plates crowding every inch of space. 

Mary had even ordered a bottle of red and a bottle of champagne. 

She asked the waiter to pour the wine, then shoved her phone into Madeleine’s hands. 

Madeleine blinked, caught off guard. “Huh?” 

“Come on, snap a few shots!” Mary said, tossing her hair dramatically. 

I spent forever on this look today. I need to show it off.” 

Madeleine nodded, humoring her with a couple of quick photos. 

“No, no, that’s not right!” Mary huffed. “You’ve got to get the food in the shot. 

“And the wine! 

“Oh, and the background—people need to know where I’m dining. Otherwise, what’s the point?” 

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Watching Mary strike pose after calculated pose, Madeleine’s mind flashed to a news story she’d read online recently. It was 

about a woman who’d posed as a glamorous socialite, 

scamming her way through high society. 

The resemblance was uncanny. 

Madeleine’s patience was wearing thin. She snapped a few half- 

hearted photos of Mary before tossing the phone back onto the 

table with a clatter. 

“Enough. I’m tired. No more pictures.” 

Mary, mid–pose, froze, her brows knitting together in frustration. 

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