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Chapter 303 Gamble Of The Heart Chapter 303 Gamble Of The Heart 45 Free Coin Fabian's breath snagged in his throat . " Mr. Whitethorn ! " he blurted . Shock flashed across his face as he saw his boss lift the crystal tumbler toward his lips . In a panicked rush he shot out a hand , blocking the glass before it could tilt . Julius long - lashed eyes lifted , calm yet glacial . " Move your hand , " he said , the words so soft they hummed with warning . " Mr.

Whitethorn , you can't be serious , " Fabian urged , voice tight with worry . " That drink's been spiked with … with that kind of drug . It'll wreck your body . " Julius ' gaze drifted to the amber liquid . In a voice meant only for himself , he murmured , " If this body breaks , will her heart ache ? " The " her " needed no clarification ; he was speaking of Quinn , the woman who had once been his entire horizon . Fabian opened his mouth , then closed it again , words failing him at last .

" Move your hand , " Julius repeated , the command now carrying the chill weight of an order that brooked no refusal . Fabian's resolve cracked . " Mr. Whitethorn , if you really down that drink and Ms. Bridger still refuses to come … what then ? " " Then I'll consider the bet lost ," Julius said . He tipped the glass . The tainted liquor slid past his lips , burning a trail of heat down his throat . When the rim left his mouth , the cup was empty .

His eyes , cool as winter water , lifted to Fabian . " All right . Go tell her . " He needed to know whether any corner of her heart still held his name . And if it cost him the integrity of his own body , so be it ; he would stake flesh and bone on the answer . Quinn and Laura were deep in negotiations with a cluster of executives from another firm when Fabian barged into the lounge , breathless and pale . " Ms. Bridger , Mr. Whitethorn is in trouble .

Please , you must come with me - at once ! " " What ? " Quinn froze . Julius Whitethorn , in trouble ? " His condition is urgent , Ms. Bridger . This way , please ," Fabian pressed . Instinct propelled her two strides after him , then something inside her braked hard , and she halted . Fabian blinked back at her . " Ms. Bridger ? " Quinn pressed her lips together . If Julius were truly hurt , you would call the police or an ambulance - not me . " " But Mr. Whitethorn refuses the hospital .

He insists on seeing you and only you ." " Is he injured ? " she demanded . ||| O 1/3 Chapter 303 Gamble Of The Heart +5 Free Coins Fabian hesitated , leaning close to her car . " He drank a glass laced with that drug " he whispered . " He won't let a doctor near him - only you . " Awareness flared in Quinn's eyes ; the puzzle snapped into place . Did a woman who fancied Julius dose him ? Learning he suffered no other harm , Quinn allowed herself a quiet breath of relief .

" He and I have ended things , " she said evenly . " This is no longer my concern , Fabian . Take him to the hospital - let professionals handle it . " Fabian's hands curled into fists at his sides . Panic darted across his features . " You know his temperament , " he pleaded . " Once he decides on something , nothing sways him . He said he must see you . Until then , he will not step inside a hospital . His condition is deteriorating .

For the sake of what you once shared , at least look in on him . " Quinn's mouth remained closed , but her silence said she understood : Julius was forcing her hand . But once I stand before him again - what then ? Rowan still stands between us , and the wrecked bridge of trust yawns between us . How could we possibly cross that chasm ? Laura had not heard Fabian's hurried confession about the drugged wine , yet one glance told her enough .

Julius needed a hospital , and he would not budge until he had looked Quinn in the eyes . Watching tension ripple beneath Quinn's calm surface , Laura saw a silent tug - of - war that twisted her own heart . She said , " Quinn , if you still care for him at all , go see him . Get him to the hospital now , before the night births a tragedy you'll spend forever regretting ." Quinn paused , lashes lowering like shutters over storm - gray eyes . After a breath , she forced a small , weary smile .

" I'll go check on him first ." She turned , voice steady if brittle . " Fabian , lead the way ." Relief flashed across Fabian's face . He pivoted smartly and guided Quinn down a hushed corridor to the private - lounge where Julius waited . Stopping at the door , Fabian inclined his head . " Mr. Whitethorn is inside . I shouldn't intrude . Please , Ms. Bridger , go in alone ." Quinn offered no reply . She pushed the door and slipped past the threshold , leaving Fabian outside with his worries .

Only one narrow row of lights burned within , casting a muted amber haze that draped the room in shadows and blurred edges . On the leather couch , a figure reclined in restless half - sleep , silk shirt hanging open . As she drew closer , the low light traced the contours of a sculpted chest and the disciplined lines of abdominal muscle that rose and fell with each labored breath . " Quinnie … is that you ? " Julius tipped his head back , eyes searching the dimness .

The cool falcon eyes she remembered now shimmered with a fever - bright flush , lashes casting delicate 2/3 ||| O Chapter 303 Gamble Of The Heart +5 Free Coins shadows that lent his sharp features an unsettling allure . His lips parted , pulling harsh , uneven breaths . With every inhale , his Adam's apple jerked , a fragile metronome marking the drug's advance . |||