Chapter: 1143

The patient's relatives specifically requested Norah, regarding her as the most skilled in the medical staff.

However, Norah had left earlier that day. The patient's family's pleas went unheeded, and the hospital staff assigned other doctors to the case.

The persistent requests for Norah at the entrance drew considerable attention. The air buzzed with curiosity; everyone wanted to know who Norah was and why she was held in such high esteem.

Eventually, the patient's condition began to improve under the care of the other doctors.

Meanwhile, Dolores, who had been observing the scene, muttered under her breath, "Losers."

She brooded in silence before devising a plan aimed at sabotaging Norah's medical career.

Since Norah's career as a doctor what she took pride in, Dolores believed if she could just tarnish Norah's reputation, the hospital would surely dismiss the latter.

Without her position, what would Norah have? Even if she remained with Marlin, the stain on her reputation would haunt her, preventing her from securing employment at any other hospital.

Previously, she had hired a few hooligans to attempt a gruesome act against Norah-specifically, to gouge her eyes out. Despite deploying numerous hooligans, they had all failed in their mission.

Dolores paused, her foot hovering as she was about to depart. Her gaze landed on the sign for the plastic surgery department, and she found herself momentarily captivated by the thought.

Norah was navigating the highway at a breakneck speed of one hundred eighty yards. Her vehicle, a high-performance sports car, was well- suited for such speeds.

Suddenly, two black cars appeared in her rearview mirror. Norah paid them little heed; her focus was on returning to Glophia.

Though she owned a private plane for international travel, she Lacked such convenience in her homeland. Securing a flight route here was a privilege reserved for the affluent and influential.

As evening approached, Norah reached the midpoint of her journey.

Traffic thinned as she entered a mountainous region, characterized by frequent tunnels-the longest stretching over ten kilometers.

Experiencing the boredom of driving alone, she turned on some music.

The melodious voice of the singer filled the cabin, providing a welcome distraction.

This trip would allow her some time with Alice once she arrived.

Honestly, Alice's involvement had elevated Dream's quality significantly.

The band's fame was on the rise, eclipsing their previous identity as Rosy Secret. Although Zeke occasionally reminisced about their old hits, their inability to produce refreshing new tracks meant that public interest was gradually waning.

Dream was unique. They were a vibrant group of young dreamers, each original song a masterpiece, which catapulted them to fame in the music industry and on TikTok.

That was the rhythm of the Internet age. Without exceptional creations, obscurity loomed.

Norah was thrilled about Dream and Alice's shared success, and that Alice had discovered her passion.

She longed to witness Alice's radiance on stage firsthand, not through photographs or videos. Norah yearned to see the once- notorious assassin embrace the spotlight, reveling in the adoration and love of the audience.