Chapter 17: The Final Con

Chapter 17: The Final Confrontation

Chapter 17: The Final Confrontation

(Elena’s POV)

Sophia caught the fleeting darkness in my eyes and stepped forward triumphantly. “So what if you restored the surveillance? Do you really think that even if Marcus knows the truth, he would make things difficult for

me for the sake of you, a plaything?”

Her voice dripped with mockery as she continued. “Face reality and don’t overestimate yourself. Marcus M

never believe you.”

She turned to leave after her victory, but my voice rang out behind her. “I recorded everything you just said.”

Sophia froze. She spun around abruptly and saw the pen in my hand.

Her face twisted with rage as she grabbed my wrist. “You dare to record me!”

Without waiting for an answer, she easily snatched the pen from my grasp. She smashed it to the ground with violent force, shattering it instantly.

After destroying what she thought was a recording device, Sophia sneered coldly. “Elena, I advise you not to do such foolish things!”

I looked at the broken recording pen under her feet and suddenly smiled. “You keep saying I’m overestimating

myself, but if you really had that confidence, would you be afraid of being recorded?”

Sophia was stunned for a few seconds as I picked up the broken pen. I revealed it was just an ordinary pen

with a refill.

“This is just an ordinary pen, Healer Sophia. Why are you so agitated?”

Realizing she had been tricked, Sophia angrily knocked the pen refill from my hand. Her face flushed with

humiliation and fury.

I confronted her directly. “So what if I tricked you? I remember everything – your framing me for stealing your bracelet and the setup in the private room last time.”

Hearing footsteps in the corridor, Sophia’s angry and twisted expression immediately transformed. Her face

became pitiful and vulnerable in an instant.

She fell backward onto the ground, sobbing dramatically. “Healer Elena, I know you’re still angry with me. It’s

my fault for wrongly accusing you and causing you to be suspended. It’s all my fault!”

Her voice rose to a wall. “… I’m willing to die to make amends!”

With that, Sophia grabbed a fruit knife from the table. She slashed at her own wrist without hesitation.

reached out to stop her, but at that moment, the office door was

cutting

healer’s

shock as he quickly stepped forward. He pushed me aside

pressing hard on her bleeding

rutal force and

The Firul

he called

was pushed away by his force, my waist hitting the table corner. Instant pain shot through my body. showing clearly

for Sophia at that moment. She leaned in his

Healer

coldly as he lifted Sophia in his arms. He looked at me with icy

to her, you and the

for healers, the crowd in the corridor

straight in

catch. Marcus’s coldness and

like silver daggers.

hands slowly loosened, revealing deep nail marks in my palms. But I could

pain.

(Marcus’s POV)

treatment. I

you feel?” I

too

misunderstand me.”

“I truly want to have a good working relationship with

and end up implicating

long silence, I said, “You don’t need

moment.

devoid of happiness.

the door. “Marcus, no matter what, you will

out the window absent–mindedly

smiled. “Marcus, you’re

(Elena’s POV)

hesitating to push it open. Sophia had seen me but didn’t

deliberately asked that question in front

footage to Marcus to prove my innocence, what would it matter? Sophia was right – no matter what, Marcus

her.

myself and turned

The Final

firms to inquire about case reports. I planned

rejected by all of them. The reason for rejection was that they

from Marcus.

and position. Nathan had already helped me twice, and I couldn’t let him offend the Blackwood

man leaning against the corridor wall smoking. He had apparently

at me through

man named Nathan

“You had

that possible?” He extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray and stepped

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