I went to a postpartum recovery clinic and found out it was **Cassandra's** place. I was seeing red!

Chapter 1

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My mother-in-law, Martha Evans, was worried sick about how worn out I looked after giving birth.

For Thanksgiving, she took me to this aesthetic clinic my husband, Liam Evans, had invested in, hoping to help me feel like myself again.

But just before the injection, I happened to glance at the vial. The expiration date was six months ago!

I froze, my blood turning to ice, and immediately screamed for them to stop.

Martha was furious and confronted the clinic's director, Dr. Evelyn Reed, on the spot.

But Dr. Reed just shrugged, completely unconcerned.

"What's the big deal if it's expired by six months? Just pump up the dosage, the effect will be just as good! What makes a hag like her think she deserves top-tier products anyway?"

I was absolutely outraged, pointing to the door.

"Your ads promise all products are the latest EU imports, yet you're giving clients expired drugs! Aren't you afraid your boss will find out?"

She just laughed as if I'd said the funniest thing.

"I *am* the owner's wife! My husband bought me this place as a little trinket, a plaything! And let me tell you, even if you two dropped dead on the operating table today, my husband would smooth everything over for me. Now, pay up, or you'll regret it!"

I glanced at the price. Sixty-eight thousand for an expired injection?

My mind raced, not just about the outrageous cost, but simmering with anger that Liam would dare to mess around behind my back like this!

Before I could even think about confronting him, she was already on the phone, her voice dripping with sickly sweetness.

"Oh, hubby, someone's bullying me here at the clinic! If you don't come soon, your little baby is going to be bullied to death!"