Hearing what I said, Clayton was visibly shaken, "What did you say?"
"Valerie's doctor, Dr. Shawn Webb, is completely devoted to her. He couldn't resist her pleas and forged her medical records. If you don't believe me, get a second opinion from another doctor."
Since I had already revealed so much, I decided to lay it all out. I looked up at Clayton, "Eleanor is pregnant with your child. If you continue forcing her to give blood and marrow, it will be fatal for both her and the baby."
"Impossible!"
Clayton's face contorted in rage. It took him a moment to compose himself. Abruptly, he grabbed my arm, his eyes bloodshot, glaring at me, "If you dare lie to me, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
With that, he stormed off.
I didn't know if Clayton went to find Eleanor or Valerie, but at least I had some peace for now. Just as I was about to step out for some fresh air, I was stopped by a bodyguard.
The bodyguard didn't break down the door, but emotionlessly conveyed Clayton's order. "Miss Morgan, without Mr. Blackwood's permission, you are not to leave the house."
Am I under house arrest?
Typical of domineering CEO stories, stuck in a feudal mindset, utterly devoid of any legal consciousness.