Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 305

Suzanne had resumed her duties, continuing to work. As people left the conference room, they gave her curious glances, but no one dared challenge her since she and Henry were in conflict.

Suzanne wasn't naturally defiant. Her confrontation with Henry was strategic, intended to signal to the company's employees that she would eventually lead the company. She wanted everyone to notice the tension between them and, in time, choose sides.

Once she showcased her design and business prowess, she'd prove her leadership skills. From this point forward, Henry was merely a stepping stone for her. A cold smile flashed in Suzanne's eyes as she anticipated the downfall of Henry and Seline.

At the hospital outpatient department, Marsha intentionally scheduled her follow- up appointment for the afternoon, knowing there would be fewer patients.

She opted for a short, fitted sleeveless top that highlighted her waist, along with wide-leg straight jeans that made her tall frame appear even taller. Her footwear consisted of simple yet chic white sneakers.

To complete her look, she wore a black hat and a mask that fully concealed her face, with only a small opening for her eyes. She steered clear of others' glances.

Next to Marsha stood Hazel, her assistant, dressed casually and wearing a mask. Many fans identified her as Marsha's assistant.

Marsha steered clear of the crowd and took a seat by the entrance of the busy examination room, grumbling, "That Charles never gives me any special treatment. Damn him."

Even though she was famous, she still had to wait in line at the outpatient clinic for her appointments. Her identity was delicate, but she had to sneak around during every visit, which made her very nervous.

at Hazel and said, "I'll come by myself next time. You

that she would clash with Charles. After being with Marsha for such a long time, how could Hazel not understand

her motives were immediately transparent, remained calm. She

she turned to Hazel and asked, "Isn't there any

sensed there was something unique about the relationship between Marsha and

condition. Even when Marsha threatened

announcement

15, Marsha N., please go to Examination

to stand, she overheard a woman nearby say, "Hey, that

"What, Marsha?"

"Ah, Marsha, Marsha-"

she had

feeling panicked, nervously asked, "Marsha, what should

it would create a major uproar with adverse effects. Her head throbbed as

chaotic fans outside. The crowd was already ina frenzy, banging on the door to gain entry, but Marsha