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Neville gave a serious nod. “Understood,” he replied before dialing Christopher’s number once more.
At the hospital, Christopher led Brenna into his office on the third floor. As his phone rang, he merely pointed at it, making no move to pick it up. Instead, he smirked at Brenna. “Those self-important fossils in the Mitchell family think they run the world. Let’s keep them sweating. Unless Ethan comes in person to invite us, we are not going. And unless they’re willing to cough up a hundred million, we won’t take the case.”
Hearing that, Brenna nodded, casually scrolling through her phone.
After a while, Christopher finally answered Neville’s call. Neville wasted no time offering a hundred million outright, leaving Christopher somewhat unimpressed. Was the Mitchell family really so rich that tossing around a hundred million meant nothing to them? After some back-and-forth negotiations, they finally landed on a deal-the fee was set at two hundred million.
Ending the call, Christopher held up two fingers and grinned. “Two hundred million. Ethan is on his way here to pick you up. And it’s payment upfront, treatment after. Give me your account number.”
Brenna rattled off the digits, and within moments, her phone chimed with a bank notification. She had received two hundred million.
What had begun as a ten-million-dollar case had ballooned into a sum twenty times larger-all because the Mitchell family members had failed to recognize true ability.
Half an hour later, Ethan and Neville stepped into Christopher’s office. Ethan knocked once before opening the door. “Dr. Pierce, has that doctor arrived?”
Christopher, all professional charm now that Brenna had received the money, motioned inside and said, “Come in, Mr. Mitchell. The doctor is already here.”
He then gestured toward Brenna, who sat with her phone in hand, completely unbothered. “This is Dr. Harper.”
Ethan’s eyes settled on the masked figure before him. Brenna’s outfit and hairstyle were a stark contrast from the last time they had met, and since most of her face was obscured, Ethan failed to recognize her. Unlike Landen, Lindsay, and other family members, Ethan wasn’t quick to dismiss someone based on age, but even so, he found it hard to believe that the renowned doctor was so young.
“This young lady?” he asked. “She looks about twenty. She is very young.”
Christopher’s easygoing expression faded, his voice turning serious. “She’s my grandfather’s last and most trusted student. I wouldn’t joke about something like this,” he said.
Ethan took a step forward and extended his hand toward Brenna. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Harper,” he said.
Without enthusiasm, Brenna reached out for a brief handshake before withdrawing her hand. She noticed that Ethan hadn’t recognized her yet and decided not to say anything about it.
If he realized who she was, he might reconsider paying her that two hundred million.
Christopher looked at Ethan and said, “Shall we leave here to see your grandfather now?”
On the seventh floor, the group of people remained outside Room 101. The doctors and the Mitchell family elders were still gathered, looking as dismissive as before when they saw Brenna. As soon as they saw Ethan leading Brenna toward them, their expressions darkened.
Emmett Mitchell, Ethan’s father, stepped forward, his displeasure clear. “Why have you brought that fraud back here? She already caused trouble here earlier, and we had her removed.”
Ethan turned to face his father. He was unaccustomed to seeing his father in casual clothes, having mostly seen him in military uniform. But even in casual attire, his father’s authoritative demeanor remained. In a composed voice, Ethan said, “Dad, this is Dr. Cuthbert Pierce’s renowned student-Dr. Harper.”
A hush fell over the group.
Emmett’s sharp eyes reevaluated Brenna. Skepticism flickered across his face. “You’re really Dr. Pierce’s student?” he asked.
He found it difficult to believe, but the fact that Christopher stood beside Brenna meant she wasn’t a fraud.
Emmett’s eyes landed on the medical kit in Christopher’s hand. The realization settled in: despite her age, Brenna had already established herself as a leader in the medical field.
Brenna looked at him and replied without hesitation, “That’s right. I am his student.”
Ethan remained silent, beginning to piece things together. He believed he could guess what had happened earlier. However, since the people present were all his elders in the family, he chose not to criticize their arrogance.
“Please-” The others made way for Brenna.
As Brenna moved toward the hospital room, she glanced at the doctors she had encountered earlier. Her voice was calm as she said, “I recall someone promising an apology.”
The doctors collectively tensed. Lindsay hesitated before turning to Christopher. “Isn’t she supposed to be Cuthbert’s renowned student? If that’s the case, shouldn’t she be some top-tier expert in the medical field? She’s far too young. Is she really skilled?”
“Yes.” Christopher’s expression was serious. “Dr. Cohen, you should apologize to her now.”
Lindsay’s jaw clenched, her pride warring with the demand. After an agonizing pause, she finally forced the words out. “I’m sorry,” she muttered with clear reluctance.
As Brenna entered the hospital room, she heard murmurs behind her.
“She’s really the one treating him? She looks way too young.”
Lindsay’s eyes burned with resentment. She had always been at the top of her field, excelling in medical school with record-breaking scores. Throughout her academic years, she had consistently ranked first, earning prestigious scholarships and fast-tracking her way through advanced degrees.
Professors and mentors called her a once-in-a-generation talent.
The moment she graduated, top hospitals vied for her skills. Within just three years, she had climbed from resident doctor to chief physician-an achievement that took most doctors over a decade.
During her time at the hospital, she had authored numerous research papers in both national and international medical journals. Department heads and the hospital director regarded her as their brightest rising star, making her the youngest attending physician in Shirie’s most elite medical institution.
She had always believed there was no one in her generation who could rival her. And yet, now she was looking at someone even younger and, to her horror, more renowned. How was that even possible?
Brenna didn’t look much older than twenty. Even if she had completed medical school early and pursued postgraduate studies immediately, there was no way she had enough clinical experience to surpass her. For that reason, Lindsay was convinced Brenna had to be a fraud. And Christopher? He had clearly been deceived-perhaps by Brenna’s beauty.
Landen, standing beside Lindsay, shared her deep anger. His face was grim as he muttered, “I’ve been in this field for over twenty years, yet I’ve never seen an expert this young. I still believe she’s just a fraud. I’ll call some people from the medical field to expose her true colors!”
Lindsay agreed immediately, “Yes! I’ll reach out to some of my connections as well. I worked hard to earn the right to treat Mr. Mitchell-I won’t stand by and watch this fraud make a mess of the matter. If something happens to Mr. Mitchell, neither of us will escape the consequences.”
Without hesitation, the two pulled out their phones and began dialing contacts.
Meanwhile, outside Room 111, Ruby and Isabella had been observing the situation unfold. They quickly pieced things together. They believed Brenna was actually posing as a medical expert, attempting to con the Mitchell family.
Isabella, unable to believe what she was witnessing, turned to her mother. “Mom, didn’t Brenna drop out before finishing grade school? When did she suddenly become a doctor?”