Before the lawyer could even begin reading the contents, Caroline couldn't wait any longer. She snatched the document from him, eagerly opening it to browse through the contents. Her heart was filled with joy and anticipation, dreaming of inheriting all the Norman Family's assets. However... The more she read, the paler her face became. By the end, her face was completely drained of color. "No, this can't be. Andrew would never do this to me. This must be fake. It has to be fake!" She screamed in madness, tearing the document to shreds. The lawyer didn't stop her because it was just a copy, not the original. It didn't matter if she tore it up. "You must have all conspired against me!" She glared at the lawyer and then turned her gaze to Scarlett and Beatrice. "You two! It must be you two behind this!" Scarlett couldn't be bothered to waste words with her. She signaled the lawyer to read the will. Caroline wasn't about to give up easily, but Adrian held her back and said, "Mom,
Wayne glanced out the window, his stern face devoid of any expression. Only when he thought of someone did a hint of warmth appear. "To the Norman Family." " yes sir, he replied and headed towards the Norman Family residence. In no time, they arrived at the residence. Wayne got out of the car. "Leave the keys. You can go back." "Yes, sir." The driver parked the car and handed over the keys. Wayne took them and walked towards the house. The living room was empty and quiet; Scarlett was nowhere to be seen. He frowned slightly. Could she be out? No, that didn’t make sense. She wouldn’t take the baby out after just finding him. He began searching room by room, starting downstairs and then moving upstairs. Finally, when he pushed open one of the doors, he saw Scarlett.She was lying on her side on the bed, gently patting the baby, trying to lull him to sleep. He walked in quietly, his movements as light as possible, yet Scarlett still noticed someone entering. She turned her he
Scarlett Norman was in a hotel room close to the hospital where she worked after leaving the banquet venue. This night was supposed to be the first night of her marriage. Looking at her reflection in a mirror, she straightened her clothes and chuckled slightly, thinking about what had happened earlier; No one cared where she was anyway. Suddenly, the door was kicked violently from outside, sending it crashing against the wall; before Scarlett could make up what was happening, the whole room went pitch black. Scared out of her wits, she trembled, she could feel her standing. " who's there? .. is anyone... Before she could finish her sentence, she was slammed against the wall and then onto the table. The items clattered around the floor, and a gun to her head. A voice threatened "Don't speak! If I hear a word I shoot. In the dim light, she could only make out a man with a pair of fierce eyes. She perceived a strong smell of blood and she knew he must be injured. Perhap
Belinda obediently followed them to the hospital director's office. Wayne was slouched on the sofa, his tall frame perfectly straight and imposing. Only a careful observer would notice the faint paleness of his thin lips. The hospital's antiseptic smell masked the faint scent of blood on him Dressed in a pure black suit, his face exuded a sharp, commanding aura forged through countless storms. Just one look from him was enough to make anyone tremble with fear! His assistant circled behind Wayne, leaned down, and whispered, "All the surveillance footage from last night was deliberately destroyed. It must have been done by those who were after you, to avoid leaving any evidence. This is the doctor who was on duty last night, Belinda Carl and so she must be the one who booked the hotel close by. The director confirmed it, and I checked the duty roster myself. She was indeed on duty last night." Wayne looked up. Belinda gasped sharply. Wasn't this the CEO of Gray's cooperation
The call was from her colleague, Bryan willow. They had graduated from the same medical school, and had gone abroad for further studies. Now, he was quite renowned back home. Bryan had always looked out for her, so they were good friends. "What's up? Tell me," she responded promptly. "I have a patient, but I have an emergency and can't make it. Can you go for me?" Scarlett glanced at the time. She didn't have any clinic appointments today. She had time in the morning, so she agreed, "Sure." "The address is Madonna villa, Area A, Unit 306. Just tell the guard you're looking for Mr. Christopher, and they'll notify him." "Got it." "And Scarlett, don't mention this to anyone, and don't ask too many questions. Just focus on doing your job and leave quickly," Bryan instructed. "I understand." After hanging up, Scarlett got into her car and headed to the location. The place was a high-end residential area with top-notch security and privacy. At the gate, the guard sto
She lowered her eyes as she walked over to pack up the medical kit, not forgetting her duties as a doctor. "The wound shouldn't get wet for now. Disinfect it once a day, and try to wear loose clothing to avoid irritating the wound." She placed the medications down. "This one is for oral use, and this one is for external application." Wayne didn't turn around, merely responding with a faint "Hmm." Scarlett didn't say much more either.picked up her medical kit and walked out. She entered her car and drove back to the hospital, and it was almost eleven o'clock by the time she arrived. She grabbed a bite to eat at the hospital cafeteria. Just as she returned to her department, the director called her into his office. "I've decided to send Belinda Carl to the training at the Second District Hospital," the director said, his expression serious, as if he had something difficult to say. Scarlett was taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Wasn't I supposed to go?" "You know, all
Bryan came here looking for Scarlett , hitching a ride with wayne. When Belinda approached them, Bryan opened the car door and got out, saying, "I'm heading off." After he left, Belinda got into the car and sat across from Wayne, feeling a bit uneasy. She realized that wayne might have mistaken her for someone else. However, she also recognized the benefits of being close to him. The dean had always admired Scarlett, and suddenly, the opportunity to intern at the Second District Hospital was given to her, all because of wayne. Belinda decided to seize this man. Such a good thing, such an opportunity, was rare. She felt that fate was favoring her, and she had to grab it. "I won't lose this opportunity never," she said in her mind, lifting her gaze. Wayne seemed surprised that she had made a decision so quickly. He shifted slightly, appearing casual but actually curious about her answer. "I don't want anything." For him to promise marriage, there must have been a s
"Miss Norman? I'm President Gray's assistant. He requests your presence. Please come with me." Upon seeing Christopher, Scarlett was momentarily stunned. She quickly lowered her gaze to hide the fact that she recognized him. The last time she had treated someone for an injury on behalf of Bryan, it was this man who had opened the door. So, he was Gray's assistant? And the injured person was wayne? "Miss Norman, please." Christopher's tone grew firmer when he saw she wasn't moving. Scarlett gathered her thoughts and replied, "I have to work." It was a clear refusal. She had no desire to see that man. "Miss Norman, think carefully. Given your current situation, if you upset President Gray, losing your job would be the least of your worries. It could ruin your entire career as a doctor." The threat was obvious. Scarlett clenched her fists tightly. Her father only provided for the surgery costs; her mother's treatment and care expenses were all covered by her salary. She
Wayne glanced out the window, his stern face devoid of any expression. Only when he thought of someone did a hint of warmth appear. "To the Norman Family." " yes sir, he replied and headed towards the Norman Family residence. In no time, they arrived at the residence. Wayne got out of the car. "Leave the keys. You can go back." "Yes, sir." The driver parked the car and handed over the keys. Wayne took them and walked towards the house. The living room was empty and quiet; Scarlett was nowhere to be seen. He frowned slightly. Could she be out? No, that didn’t make sense. She wouldn’t take the baby out after just finding him. He began searching room by room, starting downstairs and then moving upstairs. Finally, when he pushed open one of the doors, he saw Scarlett.She was lying on her side on the bed, gently patting the baby, trying to lull him to sleep. He walked in quietly, his movements as light as possible, yet Scarlett still noticed someone entering. She turned her he
Before the lawyer could even begin reading the contents, Caroline couldn't wait any longer. She snatched the document from him, eagerly opening it to browse through the contents. Her heart was filled with joy and anticipation, dreaming of inheriting all the Norman Family's assets. However... The more she read, the paler her face became. By the end, her face was completely drained of color. "No, this can't be. Andrew would never do this to me. This must be fake. It has to be fake!" She screamed in madness, tearing the document to shreds. The lawyer didn't stop her because it was just a copy, not the original. It didn't matter if she tore it up. "You must have all conspired against me!" She glared at the lawyer and then turned her gaze to Scarlett and Beatrice. "You two! It must be you two behind this!" Scarlett couldn't be bothered to waste words with her. She signaled the lawyer to read the will. Caroline wasn't about to give up easily, but Adrian held her back and said, "Mom,
As she spoke, she noticed Scarlett holding a tiny baby in her arms. She quickly walked over and asked, "Where did this baby come from?" Before she could answer, she guessed, "Is it your friend's?" "It's mine," Scarlett said. Mrs. Robert's eyes widened. "Young Mistress... what did you say? Whose child is this?" Quickly, she thought of something. "Could it be the Master's?" Scarlett shook her head. "No." "What?!" Mrs. Robert was flabbergasted. "If it's not the Master's, then whose is it? Did you have a child with another man?" Scarlett didn't deny it. "Yes." "Scarlett," a deep, anger-laden voice sounded from behind her. Scarlett turned around to see Old Master Gray standing on the steps at the doorway, leaning on his cane. From his expression, it was clear he had heard Mrs. Robert's words. His face was ashen, and he spoke in a steady, yet stern voice, "Come with me." After speaking, she walked inside and headed towards Wayne's study. Butler Ronald glanced at Scarle
It was Adrian! "Adrian!" Caroline rushed over in a panic, terrified that something terrible had happened to her son. She lifted the metal frame and cradled her unconscious son, patting his cheeks. "Adrian, wake up! Please don't scare me like this, please..." Caroline was genuinely crying. Adrian was her only son, and all her hopes were pinned on him. If anything happened to him, she wouldn't be able to live on. Everything she did was for her son! "Are you stupid? Why did you save that woman who's fighting you for the inheritance?Scarlett's knee was bleeding heavily from the impact, but she ignored her own injury and took out her phone to call 911. She limped over, wanting to check Adrian's condition. Caroline, thinking Scarlett meant harm, pushed her away. "Don't touch my son!"Scarlett stumbled from the push. "If you don't want your son to be in danger, let me take a look. I'm a doctor; I won't hurt him," she said coldly. Caroline, still holding her son and crying, accused
"It's not up to you to decide who gets the Norman family's inheritance, Caroline. I will find out how my dad really died, and if you had anything to do with it, I won't let you off," Scarlett said coldly. Caroline had just returned, "If you dare to fight my son for the inheritance, I won't let you off either!" "Mom..." Adrian tried to persuade her. Andrew had just passed away, and here they were, arguing heatedly in front of his body. How could the deceased rest in peace? "Adrian, I'm telling you, don't let your father brainwash you. I'm the one closest to you. What does Scarlett have to do with you?" Caroline snapped. Adrian always sided with Scarlett, which made her very unhappy. She believed that Adrian's behavior was all Andrew's fault. He had instilled the wrong ideas in their son! Half-siblings, what kind of bond could they have? Given her own conflicts with Scarlett, it was destined that Adrian could never see Scarlett as family! And now, with the inheritance dispute,
Scarlett explained in a soft voice.Wayne only had a rough idea of what happened. After all, Caroline had chosen a remote location, and Wayne was clueless about what transpired in between. Hearing Scarlett say that Caroline had tried to harm her, Wayne's nerves tightened. "Are you hurt?" he asked. Scarlett shook her head. Thinking about Julian's injury, Wayne felt reassured. She was skilled with a scalpel; it wasn't easy to harm or capture her. However, she was still a girl, and no matter how smart, her physical strength had its limits. "Be careful from now on," he advised. "If anything happens, contact me immediately." "Okay," Scarlett replied, her clear, bright eyes blinking. "Wayne, I..." She wanted to tell him that she had given birth to a child. But as the words reached her lips, she hesitated, unsure of how to begin. "What's wrong?" Wayne asked. she lowered her head, trying to find the right words in her mind. "It's about last time. I had something important
Andrew had it all figured out. Once Scarlett vented her anger, he could ask her to take care of Adrian, and she wouldn't be able to refuse him. He had already planned everything. The distribution of the Norman Family's assets was settled in his will. No matter how hard Caroline tried, it would be futile. Caroline knew Andrew didn't have much love for her, but she never expected him to be so cold-hearted as to use the inheritance to threaten her into confessing for Scarlett. "I've been with you for almost twenty years. Don't you have any trust in me? I've told you, I didn't..." "Just tell me, are you going to confess or not?" Andrew cut her off, having no patience for her excuses. Caroline stood there, trembling all over. Though their relationship had never been particularly loving, they had always been seen together, and he had been gentle and considerate towards her. How could he be so heartless now? "I gave you a son!" she shouted, her voice breaking. Andrew remained
At this moment, his gaze at Scarlett was so intense it felt like it could tear her apart. If looks could kill, she would undoubtedly be dead by now! "I was just..." Scarlett began to explain. But Wayne abruptly stood up, clearly unwilling to hear any of her words or excuses, and stormed out of the dining room. Scarlett tightly pressed her lips together and didn't follow him. Wayne was furious right now; if she approached him, he wouldn't listen to her calmly. It was better to let him cool down first. She would explain once he had calmed down. "Achoo—" Scarlett covered her mouth as she sneezed! Mrs. Robert noticed and asked, "Are you catching a cold?" Scarlett nodded. Mrs. Robert went to get her some cold medicine. "Thank you," Scarlett said. Mrs. Robert smiled warmly, "You're Mr. Gray's wife. Taking care of you is part of my job." At the mention of Wayne, Scarlett lowered her eyes. She put the pill in her mouth and washed it down with water. After eating, she changed i
Scarlett knew that someone like Julian, a pampered rich kid, was terrified of death. "Let me go," she said calmly, her tone direct. Julian refused to budge. "I don't believe you'd dare to kill me." He thought Scarlett, just a girl, wouldn't have the guts to do it! But what he didn't know was that as a doctor, someone who dared to use a scalpel, she was anything but timid. Scarlett pressed the sharp edge of the broken glass into his skin. Julian felt the pain and touched the warm, sticky blood, his face turning pale with fear "You... you really dare?" He was so nervous he could barely speak! "You wanted to ruin me, and if I don't have the guts to fight back, then I deserve it, don't I?" Scarlett, with the precision of a surgeon, applied just the right amount of pressure. Julian felt intense pain and saw a lot of blood, making it look severe, but it wasn't life-threatening. This was all about her choice of location! As a doctor, she knew the human body well! She kn