Hundred thousand dollars felt like a lifeline.

But if Dr. Wilfred found out about this, there was no way she would be able to keep her job at the hospital.

"Dr. Norman, don't tell me you want five hundred thousand instead?" Sera pushed, trying every angle to get closer to him.

It was clear she had hit a dead end with Wilfred's assistant and saw Karina as her last option. If Karina got fired because of this, that would be her problem, not Sera's.

Karina's head throbbed. "Look, I need to deal with something urgent right now. We'll talk about this tomorrow, okay?"

"But you're going to the director's office tomorrow, aren't you?" Sera pressed. "Dr. Norman, we really should settle this now."

Sera's relentless chatter was interrupted by Karina's phone ringing again.

"Karina... the person who deserves to die the most is you! If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't have ended up like this!"

The voice on the other end was furious, and all too familiar. Karina felt her scalp prickle, her chest tighten.

I'm on my way. I'll bring what you want, okay?" she said, forcing her voice to remain steady. Taking a deep breath, she hung up. Her head was spinning, and

Send it to me now, and I'll take care of

lit up with excitement. "I'll transfer it to your

help but notice. It was the latest model, complete with a diamond-studded case. Clearly, this girl wasn't short on cash. Karina

want clear, high-quality photos," Sera demanded. "And while you're at it, get the director to add me

he's not going to add some

Sera snapped, shoving her phone toward Karina. Her tone turned sharp, her gaze icy. "I'm trusting

her. She had already taken the money. What choice did she have

grabbed the phone, quickly saved her contact and made a brief call to her own number to link them. Once done, she handed the phone back and bolted out of the

49th in line. Frustrated, she moved to a different spot, determined to get

was about to give up, a

she saw Wilfred in the driver's

in. I'll drop you off,"

a moment's hesitation, Karina climbed in "Thank you, Dr. Wilfred. I couldn't get a car. My app said I was 49th in line. But don't

smirk tugged at the corner of Wilfred's mouth. "Do you really think I'm giving you a

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