Chapter 15 The Truth Comes Out, and the Slap Hits Hard (Part 2)
Madam Lewis suddenly seemed to realize something. She even forgot to cry and looked at Grayson in a panic. “I… I… I…..”
The doctors, who just moments ago were shocked and even angry, immediately caught on.
“This must be a case of herbal incompatibility. On their own, the ingredients aren’t toxic, but taken together, they can seriously harm the body. No wonder the blood test showed nothing abnormal.”
“Herbs are supposed to heal–who would use them to kill?”
“Wait, didn’t Professor Miller check on him earlier? Why didn’t he mention poisoning?”
“Maybe he figured it out but didn’t dare say anything, since it involved attempted murder?”
“Professor Miller’s always been respected. I doubt there’s anything he wouldn’t dare say.”
“Maybe someone threatened him. Did you see how aggressive Madam Lewis was earlier? Maybe she used his student or something else to get to him.”
“And look—now that Mr. Grayson’s accused them of poisoning him, Professor Miller doesn’t look the least bit surprised.”
“Now that you mention it, wasn’t there something weird about Miss Rebecca and Professor Miller’s other student, what’s–her–name Ran?”
“Could Professor Miller really have been threatened?”
The crowd whispered among themselves, eyes flicking between Professor Miller and Rebecca, trying to piece together the truth.
Though the murmurs were quiet, they gave Rebecca a new idea.
Her mind raced, and she quickly formulated a response plan.
Meanwhile, Grayson had caught his breath.
He pointed a trembling finger at Madam Lewis, furious enough to skin her alive.
“You venomous woman–you were cheating on me! And Emily, my own daughter… ha! When she saw I found out, she knocked me out cold! Did you two really think that once I died, no one would ever learn the truth, and you’d be free to enjoy my inheritance? Well, think again!”
Madam Lewis collapsed to the floor.
Her face turned ashen, her body shaking uncontrollably.
It was over.
Everything was over.
Grayson had been on the brink of death.
She was so close to winning.
Why?
Why did it have to end like this?
She clenched her jaw and suddenly turned her gaze to Scarlett.
It was all this bitch’s fault!
If she hadn’t meddled with her stupid needles, none of this would’ve happened!
“You ruined everything!”
No one knew where she got the strength, but she suddenly lunged at Scarlett, her twisted expression full of murderous rage.
Scarlett had just raised a needle in defense when Madam Lewis suddenly collapsed to the floor.
Sean let out a startled shout.
“Jasper, not bad. She moved so fast I thought you’d miss.”
The whole thing had happened too quickly.
At first, everyone thought Madam Lewis had just tripped.
But after Sean’s comment, they noticed something the size of a fingernail near her–an egg–shaped pebble.
That tiny pebble had knocked her over?
Everyone looked at Jasper in shock.
Those who knew who he was couldn’t help but think, No wonder he’s Mr. Fletcher.
Those who didn’t could still tell–his aura was powerful, his eyes cold, and his strike ruthless. No wonder people feared him.
Scarlett looked up and met Jasper’s deep, unreadable eyes.
The man stood casually, as if to say, You’re part of my experiment–no more damage allowed.
Scarlett gave him a small nod, silently acknowledging the favor. She’d repay him one day.
Though she had been prepared just now, Madam Lewis had moved fast. Even if she had struck with the needle, there was no guarantee she could’ve stopped her in time.
And with her injuries, there was a real chance she wouldn’t have dodged in time. She could’ve been seriously hurt.
“Ms. Scarlett, thank you for saving me,” Grayson said. Not wanting to spare his wife and daughter even a glance, he turned to Scarlett with heartfelt gratitude, trying to bow.
Scarlett quickly held him up.
“You still have three needles in your head. They’ll help purge the toxins. Whatever you do, do not touch them for the next three days.”
Grayson looked a little panicked. “What happens if they move?”
Scarlett’s eyes remained steady, her voice calm but sharp as a blade.
“You’ll bleed from every orifice and die a miserable death.”
Grayson shuddered.
He immediately signaled for the bodyguards to drag Madam Lewis and Lin Min away.
Then, the doctors suddenly stepped forward, surrounding Scarlett.
“Young lady, you’ve really got talent. Ms. Scarlett, what should we do next with the treatment? Do we need to adjust his medication?”
Scarlett was suddenly overwhelmed with a wave of social anxiety.
These same people who had been cold and dismissive moments ago were now all smiles and flattery. She didn’t know how to handle it.
So she said nothing.
Instead, Rebecca stepped forward with a light smile.
“Everyone, my sister Scarlett just completed an important task assigned by our teacher. She’s exhausted. As for Mr. Grayson’s follow–up treatment plan, that’s for our professor to determine. Please don’t make things difficult for my sister.”
The crowd froze.
What did she mean?
Weren’t these two just at each other’s throats?
Rebecca smiled again, gently tugging on Calvin’s sleeve.
“Professor, when you left the room earlier, it was because you wanted Scarlett to take over, right? You didn’t tell me how scary Madam Lewis and Emily were because you didn’t want me to worry, right?”
“Aww, you
and Scarlett really put on a great act. You even fooled me.”
The hospital director, standing beside Calvin, chuckled softly.
“So that’s how it was. Calvin, no wonder you’ve always praised Scarlett so much, but today you looked so serious. You were probably worried she wouldn’t succeed and would make you lose face. No wonder you
were so cooperative today–when I invited you to the office, you came right away. So you were pulling me in as backup, huh? Hahaha.”
With the director saying that, the matter was settled.
Calvin had realized something was wrong and claimed he couldn’t treat it. Then he left the room and sent Scarlett in to take over.
At the same time, he used his status to draw attention to the Lewis family’s crime and bring it into the
open.
In short-
Calvin was not only a brilliant doctor with great moral character, but he had also trained a student who kept a cool head under pressure and showed leadership.
It was a win–win.
Rebecca’s eyes gleamed with calculation as she playfully pouted, “Professor, I don’t care–I want you to teach me dry needling too! I want to be just like Scarlett and help you save lives!”
And with that, everyone finally understood.
“So Professor Miller gave the miracle drug, and Ms. Scarlett’s needling was just a supporting measure. What a perfect team. Professor Miller really is a national treasure.”
Surrounded by praise and admiration, Calvin gradually accepted this version of the “truth.”
He looked at Scarlett with satisfaction.
“Scarlett, your performance today was impressive. Come to my office after we return to campus. It’s time I passed down the second half of the dry needling technique to you.”
Rebecca’s face instantly filled with envy.
“Scarlett, that’s amazing! Your skills are really leveling up. You better teach me more from now on–I want to be as awesome as the professor too!”
Not far away, Stanley’s brows furrowed tightly.
Scarlett’s performance today had far exceeded his expectations.
