Chapter 711



“She shouldn’t have been promoted to attending physician in the first place. Does she honestly think it’s that easy to be an attending physician?” Turner scoffed, his disdain evident. From the start, he had never respected Belinda. Her good relationship with Caiden, the man who had facilitated her promotion, only deepened his contempt.

“Exactly,” Kylee muttered, sneering.

Caiden’s office at the Grand Plains General Hospital buzzed with tension as his voice cut through the air.

“What were you thinking, Belinda? Why did you agree to let your patient transfer to Turner’s care? Once you open that door, others will start demanding the same! And now look, how are you planning to fix this mess?” Caiden berated Belinda angrily. He thought her decision was a huge mistake.

Belinda stood there, frustration etched across her face. “I wasn’t thinking clearly at the time. I just thought… He’s a friend of a friend. Besides, Turner was the one who brought it up, so—”

“Turner is really trash! How could he use such disgusting tactics?” Caiden snapped, his face twisting with disgust.

He let out an exasperated sigh before continuing, “And that so-called ‘friend of a friend’ of yours? He is being ridiculous, too! I can’t believe he dragged you into this.”

something this humiliating. Now look where it’s gotten you. The worst part? He can’t even recognize your capabilities! You’re one of the best, Belinda. People all over the world would give anything to be treated by you, and this fool wants to switch attending physicians?”

Speaking of this, Caiden couldn’t help but roll his eyes dramatically.

Belinda let out a small chuckle, her tone light but resigned. “It’s fine, Caiden. If he wants to transfer, let him. But yeah, I can’t deny, this whole situation has made things complicated.”

“Just don’t let them transfer. Say no a few times, and they’ll drop the idea,” Caiden said.

“Yeah, I understand.” Belinda nodded.

At the Burke family’s residence, Macie arrived to pay Minna a visit.

“Ms. Sampson, Minna has been waiting for you. She’s in her room, please, go on in,” Moshe said, gesturing toward the room with a smile.

At the sight of Moshe, memories of the banquet flooded Macie’s mind, specifically that unsettling moment when her attempt to assist had spiraled into a humiliating encounter, leaving her feeling violated. The memory brought a rush of revulsion, but she stifled it, ignoring Moshe as she brushed past him and headed toward the room he had indicated.

Once inside, she quietly shut the door behind her. Just as she was about to greet Minna, her words caught in her throat, her expression shifting to one of shock when she saw Minna.

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