Secrets and Schemes.

Fiona's POV

The phone blared. An unusual caller: Tim. I picked up immediately, grabbing a cup of coffee, while Isabella sat close, chewing a bunch of grapes.

"What a surprise, Tim," I said, taken aback.

"You need to get down here. Mr. Brooks was admitted. Mrs. Patricia is furious."

Fear gripped me as I hung up and rushed out of the house. I could hear Isabella calling for me to wait, but I completely ignored her.

If there was one thing I despised at the moment, it was the fact I needed Mr. Brooks dead, but alive. If he died now, Alexander would have to choose Sabrina, and then I'm gone. There’s still a lot I had to unravel.

I entered the hospital through the back, maintaining my pace as I ran into the elevator. The nurses curiously watched as I asked for Mr. Brooks' room, which was on the top floor, one reserved for the wealthy.

I didn't know when I burst in, interrupting the conversation between Mr. Brooks and his family.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Brooks," I bit my lip. "I should have been