Chapter 3 - Evelyn Tries To Threaten The Doctor With Her High Society Lawyers
Evelyn shoved her way past the hospital security guard, her face twisted in a mask of furious desperation.
“Do you have any idea who my husband is? Whittaker Industries employs half this city’s board of directors!” she yelled.
Dr. Evans didn't flinch an inch, maintaining his professional composure while standing firm beside my bed.
“Mrs. Whittaker, your husband just evicted a critical recovery patient into a hospital hallway with a trash bag,” Dr. Evans noted.
“That ungrateful girl is legally emancipated and signed her own surgical consent forms!” Evelyn lied smoothly without missing a beat.
“The clinical recording feed captured your husband explicitly stating she was useless now that the surgery was complete,” Dr. Evans countered.
Maya clutched her diamond bracelet, her lip trembling as she realized her mother’s bullying tactics were failing.
“Mom, stop talking... everyone is looking at us,” Maya whispered, pulling on Evelyn’s silk sleeve.
“Shut up, Maya! We are not going to let these low-level hospital bureaucrats ruin our family name!” Evelyn snapped.
Officer Miller stepped between Evelyn and the bed, gesturing toward the open corridor outside.
“Ma'am, if you continue to obstruct justice, you will be joining your husband in the back of my cruiser,” the officer stated.
Evelyn’s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as she realized her high-society status carried zero weight here.
She backed away slowly, shooting me a glare of pure, unadulterated venom that sent a chill down my spine.
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The nurses stationed at the central desk watched the spectacle unfold with quiet, justified satisfaction.
The armor of wealth and privilege that had protected the Whittaker family for decades had finally shattered.
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