Regret Novel 227

Charlotte sat there, dazed for a few moments before reality sank in. Was this really happening on her very first day at work? She’d barely settled in and was already being tossed into a mess.

Taking a steadying breath, she spoke, “I didn’t know this was an office you paid for yourself. But if you want me to leave, shouldn’t you at least find me somewhere else to work?”

The man took a seat, his tone indifferent. “That’s your problem, not mine.”

Charlotte couldn’t help but let out a short, incredulous laugh. She sat down as well, refusing to be intimidated. “It’s my first day. I don’t know the rules around here or where I’m supposed to go. For now, this is the only place I can sit.”

He looked up at her, his gaze sharp and assessing. After a moment, he closed the file he’d been reading. “What’s your name?”

“Charlotte.”

He was silent for a beat, eyes lingering on her before he turned away and picked up his phone to make a call.

A few minutes later, a man in a white doctor’s coat breezed in, a wide grin on his face. When he spotted Charlotte, his eyes lit up with surprise. “Well, well, hiding a beauty in here, are you?”

Before the other man could react, he strode over and offered Charlotte a warm handshake. “Hello, gorgeous. I’m Dr. Gentry Moore–his assistant and the attending physician.”

Charlotte responded with a polite smile. “Charlotte.”

“Charlotte… That’s a lovely name. Like the first day of spring–fresh and full of

promise.”

frowned, clearly impatient. “Gentry, I called you here to help sort

Gentry turned to Charlotte, his tone friendly. “How about joining me? I share with two others, but if you

Charlotte grabbed her bag, ready

how easily she adapted. On his way out,

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pointed glare at the other man. “You ought to show

he reached

Gentry into his office. One of his officemates, a woman in her forties with a warm, welcoming air, introduced herself as Marlene Graves. She was

Charlotte’s résumé, Marlene’s eyes widened in surprise. “So young–and already a lead surgeon? That’s

me, Director

“You’re a department head too–just call me Marlene,

Charlotte smiled and nodded.

Gentry tells me you just had

he’s probably just not a fan of strangers,”

chuckled as she worked. “That’s Dr. Judd Carstair–the youngest specialist in cerebrovascular surgery here. But honestly, he’s not fond of anyone, stranger or not. The man has a serious case of OCD; sharing a

severe

of respect and amusement. “But when it comes to rare and complex cases–the

Marlene admired him–not just out of respect, but genuine appreciation for

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