Stella's question caught them both off guard.
"Are you and Joshua close?" she pressed. Her mind was still reeling, but her instincts were sharp. Jake wouldn't have taken such a huge risk to help someone he barely knew.
"Well..." Jake, a man accustomed to high-stakes situations, felt a bead of cold sweat form on his brow. His mind raced, trying to invent a plausible story.
Just then, Harold spoke up. "Forget it, Jake. We should just tell her."
"But—"
"No buts," Harold cut him off. "There are some things Ms. Cameron deserves to know." He turned to Stella. "Ms. Cameron, could we speak privately for a moment?"
Joshua's surgery would take hours. Stella glanced at Antoney, who gave her a slight nod of encouragement. She followed Harold and Jake to a quiet corner of the hallway.
"The truth is," Harold began, "Joshua was the one who arranged that five-billion-dollar investment for you. He and Jake go way back. They... they both used to work for a man named Mr. J."
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