Agatha glanced at the medical record that Liliane handed over and coldly declined, saying, Ms. Anstey, I wonât perform the surgery for you.â
Lilianeâs anger shifted immediately toward Esther, who was diligently writing a medical record beside Agatha.
âEsther, did you convince Dr. Foster not to perform my surgery?â
â
If Agatha hadnât identified Liliane, Esther wouldnât have recognized this disfigured woman as Liliane.
Liliane always cared too much about how she looked, often going to beauty salons and using the best skincare since she was young.
Esther could hardly believe that the Liliane she hadnât heard from in so long had changed into this horrifying figure, looking neither human nor ghostly.
âLiliane, have you seen yourself in the mirror? With this look, I couldnât have known it was you,â Esther retorted.
Hearing Estherâs remark, Liliane glared and pointed at Estherâs nose. âEsther, if it werenât for you, I wouldnât look like this.â
âLiliane, how is your look my fault?â
âItâs all because of that j*rk, Liam!â
If Liliane knew what was coming, she wouldnât have taken credit for Estherâs achievements. Instead of gaining anything, she was now disfigured and suffering.
âLiam did this to you?â Esther found it hard to believe.
Liliane was shaking with rage, exuding darkness and terror like a demon from hell. âEsther, stop pretending. If it werenât for you, Liam wouldnât have destroyed me. Donât celebrate yet. I know you, and your payback is coming-
Agathaâs voice cut in, âSecurity.â
Security guards quickly moved forward, calming down the agitated Liliane.
âMs. Anstey, Iâm not declining to perform plastic surgery on you because Iâm incapable. My time is committed to attending to critical patients. Your disfigurement is indeed unfortunate, but it doesnât pose a threat to your life.
âGiven the severity of your injuries, the doctors made the prudent choice of not immediately recommending plastic surgery for your well-being. Since youâve made a good recovery, I would advise you to seek out a specialized plastic surgeon.â
âDr. Foster, would you be willing to do it? I have confidence only in your skills, not in other doctors,â
Liliane pleaded.
Agatha shook her head sternly. âIf I were to perform such a minor surgery, a critically ill patient might be deprived of timely treatment. Ms. Anstey, I urge you to consider the emotions of other patientsâ
families.â
Her words triggered a chorus of accusations against Liliane.
âMerely disfigurement? Itâs not a life-threatening condition! Why squander Dr. Fosterâs time?
âDid you catch that? Sheâs wealthy! She imagines her money can purchase Dr. Fosterâs time!â âWhat does it matter if youâre rich? Does that put you above everyone else? How conceited! Wealth doesnât entitle you to steal time from others.â
âMs. Anstey? Ah, I recall now! Isnât she that malicious woman who falsely claimed credit for othersâ
kindness? No wonder sheâs disfigured She deserves it!
Distressed by her disfigurement and overwhelmed by the surrounding crowd, Liliane, who had always been used to getting her way, couldnât control her frustration. âYou all are clueless! Iâm wealthy and find joy in wasting your time Does anyone here have money? Can your riches bring back your loved ones?
Open your eyes. The pain of poverty is unbearable. Itâs easier to just end it all!
Lilianeâs words further angered the crowd, and they responded with a chaotic flurry of accusations aimed at her The crowd might have lynched her if the security guards hadnât stepped in to control the situation Recognizing she was outnumbered, Liliane quickly escaped with the help of the security personnel