Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 81:

Ferris was amused by Sansa’s words but feigned anger as he spoke. “Mrs. Nash, I’ve already warned you to be mindful of your accusations. Are you suggesting that Dr. Riss deals in counterfeit drugs?”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant!” Sansa stammered, her anxiety palpable. “I just want to uncover the truth. It’s unfair for Ayla to be falsely accused.”

“Well, if that’s your stance, let’s clarify the situation,” Ferris retorted, his tone firm. “We were initially inclined to protect your daughter’s reputation, but it seems you’re not interested in our discretion.”

With that, Ferris displayed the emails Ayla had sent to Riss on the large screen for everyone to see

“Take a look. Miss Ayla Nash has bombarded Dr. Riss with over a hundred emails. At first, they were just normal applications, but then they escalated. I’ll let the emails speak for themselves.”

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desperate attempts to secure Riss’s mentorship with an offer of two hundred million dollars. Everyone was flabbergasted as they read the

claims Dr. Riss responded to her emails, dined with her, and even sold her the D Pill of MindEase Elixir at a discounted rate. Was she merely

her as her

lost her mind. She just thought two hundred million dollars would be enough to sway Dr. Riss. She didn’t expect Dr. Riss

quite a bit of the world, but I’ve never encountered someone as shameless as Ayla. She should forget about working in the medical

has become a joke in Blebert. Without Dr. Brian Nash’s support, their medical skills and medicines are just mediocre. And now, the moral integrity of the younger generation has plummeted. It looks like the

whole hall buzzed with these discussions, shaming the entire Nash family. Surrounded by the crowd, Ayla was bombarded with mocking words, her eyes brimming with tears, on the verge of breaking down. Sansa hadn’t expected such a drastic turn of events. Just moments ago, she had basked in the praise of Blebert’s doctors. But now, she was the target of everyone’s scorn, feeling utterly disgraced. Unable to

to the floor, stunned by the assault. Sansa, looking down at Ayla’s reddened, swollen face, felt no remorse. Instead, she pointed at Ayla, placing the blame squarely on her shoulders. “You wicked girl! I’m going to die because of you! Do you still remember what you told me back at home? You promised you’d make me proud today. Yet here you are, making me a laughingstock. What’s the

her mercilessly—despite having loved her once. Soon,

the noise at the exhibition hall. The other members of the Nash family did nothing to stop