Chapter 1817

Karina wasn't naive enough to take Professor Zeller's words as a compliment. Given his position and history with Wilfred, it was far more likely he was testing her or subtly undermining her. Still, Karina knew how to hold her ground.

"So, Professor Zeller," she began calmly, though her nails were already digging into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped imprints. "Why exactly did you call me here? I have responsibilities back at the hospital, and I'd prefer not to waste time." Professor Zeller raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into an amused smirk. "You're quite fond of your current job, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am." Karina's voice was steady, though her body was tense. She couldn't afford to offend him—not someone with his influence.

Zeller studied her in silence for a moment, then tilted his head with a thoughtful frown. "There's something familiar about you... but I can't quite place it."

Karina blinked, caught off guard, but before she could ask, he shook his head. "Never mind. Let's get to the point. I've heard about your recent surgery. Impressive work. Clearly, Wilfred has trained you well."

He leaned back slightly, his tone turning measured. "The association doesn't let talent go to waste, especially someone as young and capable as you."

The implication was clear-a direct invitation.

easing just a fraction. It was what she had suspected all

she

as if anticipating

waves in the medical field. My focus is on treating

be busy forming cliques or chasing personal influence as if they were royalty. Their duty was clear: focus on their work, save lives, and

didn't want to wield power or make a name for herself in

she wanted was to do her job well, make an honest living, and

curled into a faint sneer. "You really are cut from the

eyes widened. "He

Professor Zeller didn't elaborate,

the association could help

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of his unrelenting stare. "I appreciate

Professor Zeller's expression

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