Word is, she cures anything. It’s all my bad. Lately, my health’s tanked, stressing Hunter out big time.
He dropped a billion without batting an eye to fly in miracle doc Sophia from abroad just for me. Shannon’s got what it takes to be the future Mrs. Caldwell. We gotta cozy up to Shannon.
Then we won’t beg for doc slots. Miracle doc Sophia’s rolling in soon. I’ll greet her right. Caldwell rep on the line.
Miracle doc Sophia’s here. You again? Grace Mon? Miss Quinn, wrong name. I’m Sophia Winters, the Caldwell doc.
Miracle doc Sophia? Posing as the real deal? Just some hick nobody. Grace Montgomery. Watch your mouth.
Don’t make me humiliate ya here. Security, where ya at? Boot this fake now.
Piss off miracle doc Sophia, and y’all pay. I’ll dip if ya take my bet. What’s the wager? If I’m legit, ya kneel and slap yourself 38 times.
Film it all for viral loops. Deal. But if you’re fake, ya kneel, lick everyone’s kicks, and admit you’re a cheap floozy for anyone.
Deal. Let’s do this. Come on in.
Doc Sophia, your orders? Miss Quinn questions my creds. Caldwell fam should clear it up. Miss Quinn, show respect to Doc Sophia or else.
Sophia Winters is a bumpkin. How’s this trash the famous Doc Sophia? Don’t get duped. Doc Sophia’s childless.
She’s a wild tramp who popped out kids in the sticks. If she’s got a C-section scar, she’s bogus. What’re ya doing? Exposing ya now.
How? Ya birthed that night. Scar’s where? Shannon Quinn, a scar proves zilch. Ya think I hit doc stardom by fluke? Who dares mess with the Caldwell doc? Hunter bro, you’re here at last.
This chick faked being Doc Sophia. She’s been conning at the welcome party. Kick her out now.
Shut it. How dare ya? Yelling at Doc Sophia? Impossible. She’s young and flashy.
Look like a doc? Who I pick as doc ain’t your biz. Shannon Quinn, who said loser kneels and slaps? Yep, Miss Quinn. Ya said loser slaps themselves.
Video’s got it all. We’re witnesses. Spot on.
The fancy Quinn heiress can’t welch. Slap away.
No dawdling. I ain’t doing it. Sophia Winters, ya set this trap.
Ya humiliated me on purpose. Clean up your mess. Don’t shame us.
CEO Caldwell’s gene test report—snagged it finally. Got deets on that ugly Grace Montgomery and her spot. What’s up? Why’s Hunter Caldwell got my ID files? Hunter Caldwell’s digging into Mom.
Gotta block that intel fast and shield Mom. Hmm. He might’ve cracked my code? Mr. Caldwell, sorry.
Ya worthless idiot. Why’d the feed cut again? Swap teams now. Chill, Mr. Caldwell.
We’ll nab that ugly Grace Montgomery. She won’t slip away. Thank heavens.
Signal dropped. This birthmark’s nasty. Zap it off.
Now. Mr. Caldwell, I’m your doc, not your girlfriend. Ya crossing lines.
Ya jerk. Just ’cause six years ago I swiped three samples, ya still grudge-holding? Girlfriend? Ms. Winters, implying somethin’? Don’t kid yourself, Mr. Caldwell. Here’s my card.
Deets on it. Hit me up for slots. Ms. Quinn, thanks for the drama tonight.
Loved the spectacle. Ya leaked Hunter Caldwell’s dirt.
Don’t be dumb again, or ya crash hard. Sophia Winters, I’ll blow your cover to Hunter soon. Cutie, what’re ya doing here? Ya should’ve waited home.
Ya called me cutie? Why such a sappy name? I’m Tina Caldwell. What’s with ya? I hit New York. Ya forgot your name? Mommy, pretty mommy, she thinks I’m her kid.
Do I look that much like her? Still mad? Sneaking to the party solo, no me tagging along? How ’bout this? Tomorrow, full day out with ya. Never mention your mom again.
She’s been dead forever. Ya should’ve gone with her. Pretty mommy’s so soft.
If she was my real mom, it’d be heaven. Let’s head home. I’ll whip up your fave dinner.
Pretty mommy, treat me to snacks. Let’s go. Tina Caldwell, ya ditched the hospital again? Planning a runaway? Help! Child snatcher!
Uncle, put me down now. What? I’m your dad. Sir, wrong kid.
All my life, never seen my real dad. Tantrum time again? If not your dad, who am I? Mr. Caldwell, Mrs. Caldwell’s back. She wants ya to bring little Tina home ASAP.
Got it, Tina. No more bolting, no matter what, ‘kay? Sir, let go. I don’t get a word. Little Miss Tina, Mr. Caldwell’s your bio dad. Calling him sir? Cut the nonsense, or Dad gets mad. If she looks just like me, this hot guy’s prob my real dad.
Uh, Daddy, can I borrow your phone for my buddy? Sure. Hello. Hi, ma’am.
I’m Tara’s pal. Need to chat with her. Hold on.
This kid’s voice is Tara’s twin. Your classmate’s calling. You’re Tina Caldwell, right? Ya posing as me with Mommy? Kinda.
Gotta talk. Keep it hush. What’s up? We look the same.
Sisters? My mom died ages ago. Fishy stuff. Let’s switch spots to dig truth, deal? But six years ago mess, Dad wants to off Mommy. Help hide us? Don’t sweat. Stay connected.
Maybe matchmake Dad and Mom. If Dad falls for Mom, no more kill vibes. Oh no, my sweet Tara.
Heard ya ran away yesterday. Great-grandma was freaked. Hurt anywhere? Let me check.
Chill, Grandma. Tara’s good. Phew.
Heard that famous Dr. Sophia saved our Tara. Yep, Great-grandma. Aunt Sophia’s ace and pretty.
I adore Aunt Sophia. Shows Dr. Sophia’s fate for our fam. Hunter, she single? If yes, marry her in.
Yes, yes. If ya like her, I’ll cover the wedding costs. Ya brat.
Daring to sass? My Tara nearly lost. Marry to make amends. Grandma, I barely know her—too fast? Hold up.
Others chase girls sweet, but ya act high and mighty. At your age, can’t even charm right. No wonder single.
No wonder unwanted. Tara saved by her. Marry her.
How else repay? Butt out, kid stuff. But Daddy, why no Mommy home? That ugly from six years ago ain’t my wife. Tara’s great.