My Stand-In Groom Is A Secret Tycoon by Lydia Pierce

Eric looked at Grant, a polite yet distant smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He nodded slightly and said, "That's me."

When Dominic and Norman heard him admit it, their faces darkened. Even though Dominic didn't follow the medical field closely, he'd still heard about this renowned figure, Dr. Apple.

It was said that at just eighteen, Eric had published a groundbreaking research paper that solved one of the greatest challenges in cardiovascular disease in the country. Since then, he'd saved countless lives, reputed as the highest authority in the field. How on earth had Audrey managed to bring in someone like him? With Eric's arrival, everyone present found their thoughts wandering in different directions.

But Grant didn't care what anyone else thought. He looked at Eric with admiration simply, saying, "With you here, Dr. Apple, this surgery's success rate will undoubtedly be one hundred percent!"

Eric gave a polite nod, smiling slightly without responding.

Finally, Norman couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out loudly, "That's impossible! This kid's got to be a fake! There's no way the renowned Dr. Apple could be so young!"

'And if Audrey really knows such an influential person, why would she have gone through Grant at all? If she actually knows Eric, wouldn't she have put Jessica in a VIP room from the start?' Norman thought.

As soon as he looked at Norman, Grant's previously cordial expression grew dark again. "Stop spouting nonsense," he snapped, "and who'd dare impersonate Dr. Apple? His kind of surgical expertise isn't something just anyone can fake."

Grant continued, "And I once saw Dr. Apple from a distance at a medical conference. I may not have had the chance to introduce myself then, but I'd never mistake him."

teeth. This young man, plain in appearance, was actually Eric, a leader in

ignored Norman and turned to Eric with a suggestion quickly. "Dr. Apple, if you're willing, would you consider letting me assist

team in the operating room, Eric didn't hesitate. "Sure, Dr. Fletcher. Time's running

Apple," Grant replied, stepping aside to let Eric take the

were about to

block his

to assist you as well. My medical expertise is among the best at St. Johnson,

care about anyone's opinion. He thought, 'The chance to work alongside the legendary Dr. Apple on a surgery like this isn't an opportunity to let

in this operation, my own reputation

Before Eric could respond, Grant barked at Norman. "Don't think I don't see

Fletcher, you

over your duties. If you don't resign by then, I'll

for over twenty years. Maybe I haven't given my life to this place, but I've done

Grant said, his tone severe. "People like you aren't

to handle Norman's behavior after the surgery. But seeing how brazenly shameless he was, hoping to profit off of someone else's success, Grant