ARIA'S POV
Aria sat in her small office at the hospital, the glow of her laptop screen reflecting in her dark eyes. The hospital had quieted to the hushed rhythm beeping monitors.
She'd told herself she'd give it 24 hours. Twenty-four hours to handle Harold Ashford herself before involving Damien. Not because she didn't trust him to protect her, but because she needed to prove....to herself more than anyone....that she could fight her own battles.
Harold had made a critical mistake. He'd underestimated her. Seen her as nothing more than Damien's girlfriend, a pretty distraction who'd gotten lucky securing a position at Metropolitan General. He'd tried to use Morrison, tried to manipulate the board, tried to sabotage her career before it even began.
He had no idea who he was dealing with.
