Cold husband burning regret

Regret Novel 142

Charlotte watched Jonathan’s car disappear down the street, her thoughts tangled

in confusion.

She was just about to head back inside when her phone rang–it was Dean Chase calling.

Charlotte hesitated for a few seconds before answering. “Dean? Is something wrong?”

“Lottie, good news. The board has lifted your suspension. You’re cleared to return to the hospital. Apparently, your report on Director Fontaine’s misconduct checked out. They’ve confirmed that over the last decade, he’s taken at least a million in bribes.”

Charlotte’s eyes narrowed. “That much?”

“I’ll admit, I never expected Fontaine’s corruption to run this deep. I knew he was dirty, but I didn’t imagine he siphoned off that much from the hospital. He even skimmed half the private payments from patients.”

“Lottie, Fontaine isn’t coming back. You don’t have to worry about him anymore. Also, I want you to take over his position.”

Charlotte frowned. “But I already requested a transfer.”

“There’s still some time before that goes through. For now, I need you to step in as acting director.”

Without hesitation, Charlotte agreed.

The next morning, Charlotte officially returned to the hospital.

As she passed the nurses‘ station, several nurses peeked out, unable to hide their curiosity.

“Oh my god! Wasn’t Dr. Sterling suspended?”

“I heard from the supervisor that the board reversed her suspension and even promoted her to director!”

suspended to director? Did she get some powerful patron backing

stepped out of the elevator and spotted the group

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unsure if they should say

was

And she’s been

a moment before

of Charlotte’s new office, her hand at her side unconsciously tightening into

office, Charlotte surveyed the spotless, empty desk–no one had used it since

down and pulled open the curtains. Her reflection flashed in the glass; her striking face momentarily hardened, a cold

spotted Evander’s car parked below and saw Tricia

couldn’t hear, and at that moment, Evander looked up toward the window. “Bad luck,” Charlotte muttered, yanking the curtains partly

away. “She was only suspended for investigation, not fired. Besides, she’s always

was praising Charlotte’s abilities? Right

her polite expression. “But I’m

ambulance that night. Her father died because of it.

her father really had

is discharged, I’ll move him to the Howard family’s care

“Evander-”

I owed you these

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the lobby, leaving Tricia standing there,

drained of color, disbelief etched