Chapter 543:
âIâve gotten used to their constant critiques.â
In other words, Harlee wasnât easily intimidated. Plus, Rhys wasnât the first person she had brought here. Ritchie had been treated in this very place as well.
However, back then, Ritchie had been blindfolded, his ears muffled. Rhys, on the other hand, was being brought in openly.
Tonya gave her a thumbs-up, impressed.
âYou are incredible!â
The two senior officials had been persistent in their pursuit of taking advantage of the situation. The last time Ritchie had been treated here, Harlee had been sent to Gruinia on a mission to assist Interpol in dismantling a sprawling fraud ring. She had almost lost an arm in the process! This time, Rhys would be brought in without any blindfold.
Sensing the risks, Tonya couldnât help but feel a twinge of concern.
In the secret hospital, Rhys was swiftly wheeled into the operating room, flanked by three attentive nurses.
His condition teetered on the brink of disaster, prompting Tonya to act without hesitation.
After giving Harlee a reassuring glance, Tonya hurried into the operating room, scrubbed up, and donned her surgical gear.
The procedure stretched on for a grueling seven to eight hours.
During this time, Harlee couldnât linger outside the operating room. The arrival of Baldrick Robinson, one of the higher-ups, demanded her attention.
Baldrick stormed back to his office, visibly seething with rage.
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âYou assured me last time that there would be no more unauthorized admissions, yet here we are, a year later, and your actions are even more flagrant! Do you even recall our previous agreement? Does the law mean nothing to you?â
Harlee listened in silence, letting Baldrick exhaust his fury. When he finally ran out of steam, she responded with composed assurance, âSo, what do you propose as a punishment this time?â
This question only ignited Baldrickâs temper anew.
He thumped his hand on the desk in exasperation.
âAre you trying to drive me to a heart attack? Whatâs the punishment this time, really? Do you think I relish punishing you? Huh? Tell me, does it even make a difference? Last time, I assigned you to a perilous task with Interpol in Gruinia to dismantle a fraud syndicate. You performed admirably, yet what was the cost? You nearly lost an arm!â
Baldrick scolded her relentlessly for nearly twenty minutes, his voice echoing through the room with displeasure.
Harlee massaged her temples gently, finding herself cornered by Baldrickâs unpredictable temper.
Anything she uttered was deemed incorrect. Silence, too, was a mistake. Whether she stood her ground or shifted away, she was still at fault. The wisest choice was to capitulate and nod along to his barrage of words.
With a softened voice, as gentle as a whisper, Harlee sought reconciliation.
âAlright, I acknowledge my mistakes. Is there still an opportunity for me to rectify them?â she inquired, her tone laced with hope.
Baldrick responded with a derisive snort, âNow you seek to make amends? What exactly were you doing earlier?â Though his words were cutting, he didnât leave her without options.
âIâve gone ahead and arranged a hospital transfer. Once Tonya completes his surgery successfully, he will be moved immediately,â Baldrick stated, a hint of concern seeping through his stern facade.
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