RedNovelRegret 147 A flicker of surprise passed across the secretary's face. If anyone else had said that, he wouldn't have believed a word of it.
But this was Evander. In The Capital, his words carried absolute authority. If he was convinced that the other party was truly capable, then it had to be true.
While the secretary made small talk with Evander, Tricia sat quietly off to the side, unable to find an opening to join in.
Evander's words, so confident in Charlotte's abilities, rang in her ears.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe jealousy burned inside her.
He was so certain Charlotte's surgery would succeed, wasn't he? Well, Tricia was determined to see her fail.
Back in her office, Charlotte called a meeting with Dr. Sinclair, her assistant physicians, and the entire surgical team.
She had already prepared no fewer than ten contingency plans for the operation. In the realm of neurosurgery, a tiny miscalculation could have disastrous consequences. The precisión required was as high as it got in surgery.
"Dr. Sterling, if we don't use the traditional approach to expose the tumor, it'll be nearly impossible to pinpoint its location," her assistant said, pen poised over his notepad in frustration. "And relying on just a two- dimensional MRI scan to locate it? If we make even a slight mistake with our incision, we might never find the tumor." The worry was written on everyone's faces.
Attempting a tumor resection without traditional techniques was like stumbling around in the dark for a landmine. Even for the most experienced among them, it was a formidable challenge.
Charlotte switched on the projector. "I sketched out a rough 3D model just now-the tumor is here." She displayed the diagram on the screen, and a wave of awe swept the room.
"Dr. Sterling, you made this 3D model yourself?" someone asked, incredulous. How is that even possible? You reconstructed the tumor's position in three 1/3 13:06 dimensions from just a two-dimensional scan?" "No wonder the chief holds you in such high regard!" Charlotte regarded their excited chatter with calm detachment. "It's just the result of years studying each of my patients' unique surgical cases. When I got Mrs. Rivers' MRI, I already had a clear sense of where the tumor was located" A few people looked almost envious, Was this skind of photographic memory? Genius-level intelligence? No wonder she'd made department head in just three years, Once the plan for tomorrow's surgery was finalized, Charlotte dismissed the meeting. As everyone else filed out, she lingered behind to tidy up, Evander approached her in the silence of the empty conference room, She gathered her laptop and the files scattered across the table, but there were too many. A folder slipped from her grasp. Reflexively, she tried to catch it with her foot, but moved too fast and ended up kicking it across the floor.
It landed right by Evander's feet.
A quiet chuckle escaped him, breaking the tension, Charlotte gritted her teeth and forced herself to walk over and pick it up.
"Deputy Commissioner Rivers has quite the reputation. If tomorrow's surgery succeeds, it'll do wonders for your career," Evander remarked.
She froze, then straightened slowly. "Mr. Howard, are you warning me? Or are you hoping the surgery fails?" His gaze was inscrutable, something flickering in his eyes. "Must you always talk tolike this?" "And how would you prefer I speak to you?" she shot back. "The way I used to? Obedient, silent, putting up with your cold shoulder?" "Charlotte." His voice was low, his eyes dark as midnight. "There were reasons for how things were." "Oh, I know. You think your grandmother and I drove Tricia away, right? Fine, I'll admit it now." She laughed, a bright, brittle sound. "I did it. I wanted Tricia gone. Satisfied?" 2/3 1306 Chapter 147
He didn't react, his expression unreadable. Charlotte assumed he believed her, that he was angry and about to take it out on her. Good. Maybe he'd finally sign the divorce papers without a fight. But instead, he just watched her, silent. No outburst, no anger.
Evander narrowed his eyes, a storm brewing in their depths. "So, all of this is still about Tricia?"
About Tricia? Charlotte stared at him, disbelief plain on her face, then let out a short laugh. “Evander after everything that's happened, you really think I'm still fighting about her?" She sobered, her tone sharpening. "I'm not fighting. I just want you to find stto sign the divorce papers."
She made to leave, but Evander : armiulling her caught her by the arm Bulling hen against his chest. "Did you even ask my grandmother about the divorce?" She couldn't pull away, so she pressed her elbow against him. "A long tago. Don't you remember? The night I first brought it up."
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