Chapter 633 - Chapter 629: Adam: I Want to Hold the Earth and Juggle Three Neutron Stars

Medical Center. Neonatal Unit.

After Adam sniffed out the cold-hearted little princess hiding her secret, the poor abandoned baby dumped in the trash got a fresh shot at life. 🌟 

With the mom's platelet antibody test done, Dr. Montgomery managed to pull the little guy through. 

Outside the incubator, Montgomery gazed at the baby boy with pity. "Poor little thing. How could anyone be this heartless?" 

"There's no shortage of ruthless people out there," Adam sighed beside her. "Good thing the internet isn't that powerful yet. Otherwise, I can't imagine how he'd deal with all this later in life." 

In his past life, when Adam was a kid, parents would jokingly say they picked their kids up from the trash. 

It was just a playful tease back then. 

But now? It's turning into reality more and more. 😬 

Once the internet has a memory—when nothing gets deleted, and everything's searchable—this kid, abandoned and nearly left to die by his ice-cold mom, might stumble across those reports one day. What kind of experience would that be? 

In the world of American TV dramas, every psycho's got a messed-up childhood. 

If this near-dead abandoned boy goes dark in the future, it'd be straight out of a TV script. 

"Let's not even talk about the future," Montgomery said, her voice heavy. "What happens to him now is already enough to worry about. Once he's discharged, he'll either end up with a mom who might be headed to jail or a grandma who's got no clue what's going on." 

"She's not exactly clueless," Adam shook his head. 

From the bombshell info he'd picked up, Shannon's adoptive mom wasn't some saint either. 

Maybe she started out that way. 

But now? Not so much. 

Whether she chose it or got dragged into it, she'd started using Shannon's identity to cash in—and that's where the downward spiral began. 

Lu Xun once said: "How you treat your parents, your kids are watching and learning. Through words and actions, subtly over time, one day they'll treat you the same way." 

If this baby ends up with that mother-daughter duo, it might just be another vicious cycle. 

Adam had already looked into the odds of a welfare agency taking the kid. 

But with the mom—and especially the grandma—not letting go, snagging custody was a long shot. 

Plus, it'd drag in the kid's real grandparents from Hollywood. 

A celebrity scandal? Add in a billionaire, a genius doctor, a 14-year-old girl, and the "who's the daddy" mystery, and the tabloids would lose their minds. 

Tony Stark single-handedly keeping a swarm of gossip rags afloat? That's no joke. 😏 

Adam felt a pang of sympathy, but he wasn't about to dive headfirst into this mess. 

Stuff like this? It's a hassle magnet. 

If it were Liz, she'd probably charge in, all fired up about doing the right thing, consequences be damned. 

But Adam wasn't Liz. 

He knew he wasn't some invincible superhero. 

The sleazy media, chasing clicks with zero morals, could easily push things past his limits and derail his top priority: saving lives and extending his own. 

"Guess I'll need to buy up more media company stocks," Adam mused, ever the practical guy. 

No wonder the rich keep chasing more money and power—it's a never-ending game. 

Unless you're some godlike being holding the Earth in your palm and juggling three neutron stars, invincible and bored enough to spar with yourself, there's no real security. 

"There's always some jerk out to get me!" 

Montgomery clearly had a soft spot for this little abandoned baby, sticking around to keep an eye on him. 

Adam, after letting his thoughts wander off track, closed the case in his mind and stepped out. 

Of course, he'd already passed Shannon's info to his security team. They'd keep tabs on her, and if anything smelled like a threat, he'd get a heads-up. 

When the time came, Adam would handle it—either out in the open or behind the scenes—to nip it in the bud. 

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Surgical Bulletin Board

"You've got to be kidding me!" 

Dr. Bailey's unmistakable voice boomed out. "Whose panties are these, pinned up on the bulletin board?! People, this is a hospital! We do serious work here—we save lives! Whose are these?! Fess up!" 

Adam strolled over and saw it: a pair of black women's underwear, neatly pinned up, with a note that read, "Lost and Found." 

Dr. Bailey, back early from maternity leave, stood there, hands on hips, glaring daggers at everyone. 🔥 

A bunch of staff were snickering off to the side. 

Meredith and Christina stood there, looking nervous as heck. 

"I knew it was one of you," Bailey zeroed in on them, her face like stone. "It's always my interns—always!" 

First Alex, then Liz—both had left under circumstances that should've gotten them fired. 

If Bailey weren't a universally respected doctor with top-notch skills and character, any other resident would've been hauled in for a review to figure out if it was the interns screwing up or the resident failing at mentorship. 

Even with the hospital and colleagues still backing her, Bailey took it hard. 

Alex and Liz were her interns. She might come off as a tough nut, but deep down, she poured her heart into every one of them. 

She wanted to mold them into solid doctors, but neither Alex nor Liz gave her a chance. Every so often, they'd pull some wild, out-of-left-field stunt that hit her like a punch to the throat, leaving her speechless. 

She'd just gotten over the Liz fiasco, desperate to keep her remaining interns from imploding, and came back early—only to walk into this nonsense first thing. 

Christina turned her head, shooting Meredith a look like, "You better own up to this." 

She wasn't about to take the fall. 

But Meredith just stood there, wide-eyed and frozen. 

Adam, watching it all, had already pieced it together. 

Those panties? Probably from last night's party, when Meredith and Dr. Shepherd ducked into some random hospital room to relive old times—and Shepherd swiped them afterward. 

Emmm. 

When Adam left with Peggy, he'd caught a glimpse of it. 

Meredith's current boyfriend, Finn the vet, was still cluelessly wandering the party, wondering where his girlfriend had vanished to. 

And this morning, Adam saw Montgomery pin those panties up herself, staring at them with a complicated look before walking off. 

All morning, Montgomery's mood had been off. Especially when Shannon and her crew tried to bury the truth—she'd snapped, "The truth can't be hidden forever. It'll come out eventually." 

That's why Adam had been giving Meredith that sly look in the changing room earlier. 😏 

"Oh no, I left my panties here again," a slightly chubby female resident said, waddling over to snatch them down. "Sorry, Bailey, my bad." 

Bailey looked surprised but didn't push it. 

The woman was her peer, another stellar doctor who practically lived at the hospital. A slip-up like this? Not unheard of. 

"Phew," Christina exhaled as Bailey walked off, patting a dazed George on the shoulder. "George, she's alright. I'm starting to like her." 

Yup! 

That chubby resident? Callie Torres, the ortho doc who's got a thing for George. 

"Montgomery's pretty cool too—gave them a quick wash for her," Adam said, strolling up with a teasing grin. 

"What?!" Meredith yelped, mortified. 

Adam's little nudge made it worse. 

Back in the day, she didn't see herself as the "other woman"—just a girl duped by a jerk. 

But now? She couldn't claim that anymore. 😳 

(Chapter End)