She looked terrified but kept denying it.
I said flatly,
“These bodyguards—they’re from the Brooks family. Don’t you wonder why they treat me with such respect?”
Her fear deepened, mixed now with confusion.
I didn’t explain further. Instead, I ordered the bodyguards to escort her to the Brooks family estate.
Dr. David Harris, the physician who had helped me remove the bandages, looked at me nervously but expectantly. I smiled and said,
“Thank you for forging the medical records for me. I haven’t forgotten my promise. Since you broke hospital regulations, you’ll likely be punished. Hand in your resignation today. The Brooks family’s largest private hospital is still looking for a deputy director—you can start there tomorrow.”
Dr. Harris’s voice shook with gratitude.
“Thank you, Miss Evans—oh no, I should say, Miss Brooks from now on!”
I nodded with a smile.
“Come with me to the estate. You’ll testify about everything Jason Miller and Emily Brooks did during my hospital stay.”
Dr. Harris patted his chest firmly.
“Don’t worry. I’ll tell everyone exactly what they tried to do behind closed doors.”
Half an hour later, we arrived at the Brooks family estate.