Chapter: 330

Norah walked to the corridor and picked up Jamison's call.

"Dr. Wilson, I looked at the document you left for me. I get what you're trying to do, but I have a favor to ask. Could you wait a bit before you hand in the evidence?" Jamison asked.

Norah leaned against the wall in the corridor, looking relaxed. “Hmm, and why's that?"

Emil and Kalel noticed Norah on a call in the corridor. They moved closer quietly, careful to remain polite. Coming from powerful families, they knew better than to be rude in public.

Jamison sounded earnest. "Dr. Austin is really good at her job in the Cardiac Surgery Department. We've been short on doctors lately, and if we lose one more, it's going to make things even tougher for everyone. Since you're not around right now, could we maybe give Dr.

Austin another shot?"

He took a moment before he continued, “It won't change anything for you, and if Dr. Austin has to leave Silver Boulder Private Hospital, finding a new place in Glophia could be really tough for her."

At heart, Jamison was simply kind.

Norah clutched her phone tightly, her voice cool and detached. “I never paid much attention to Jolie's sneaky moves, but now, with yet that complaint letter, if it weren't for my skills and your and Gil's support, I could have lost my job, couldn't I?"

Her statement was nothing but the truth, and Jamison was fully aware of it.

"Well... Dr. Wilson, I'm not excusing Dr. Austin's behavior. What she did was clearly wrong. How about I talk to her and warn her seriously? If she behaves, we can let her keep working in the Cardiac Surgery Department. If she tries anything shady again, you won't even need to tell me. I'll have the paperwork ready before you ask."

Norah understood that Jamison was not one to speak without thinking things through. It seemed Jolie's days at Silver Boulder Private Hospital were numbered.

“Alright, since you've put it that way, I'll take your word for it.

Let's go with your plan." Norah chose to give Jamison this concession, showing him respect.

“Thank you, Dr. Wilson. And please, pass on my happy birthday wishes to your dad."

Norah was stunned. How did Jamison know she was going to the Wilson family's birthday celebration today? Everyone seemed to think she was a Wilson, That was the common belief.

Norah slid her phone into her purse and looked up, giving Kalel and Emil in front of her an icy stare. "Why do you two keep following me, Mr. Palmer, Mr. Payne?"

"This place is huge. We just ended up walking this way and bumped into you by chance, Miss Wilson. Doesn't that mean we're somehow connected? We're just looking for a friendly chat. We don't mean any harm," Emil said.

Norah glanced at Kalel, noticing his intense stare. “Mr. Payne seems less than eager to chat. His look seems pretty threatening."

Kalel looked away. “Miss Wilson, you're stunning. Can't I take a moment to admire you?"

Norah's thoughts drifted to Jordy, whom she had hit with a bottle.

"There's no need for you two to keep trying. It's not going to happen." Her expression was frosty. "Keep following me, and I won't be nice."

Norah moved forward when suddenly a little girl clung to her leg.

Dressed in a pink outfit, Shayla looked up, blinking her big eyes.