Chapter 112
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Frustration boiling over, she pointed an accusing finger at Brenna and demanded, “If you didn’t have plastic surgery, what’s there to be scared of? If you’ve got nothing to hide, why are you refusing to get examined?”
She turned to Hackett and commanded, “Dr. Martinez, begin the examination now!”
Hackett hesitated, unsure whether to proceed given the tense atmosphere in the room.
Brenna exhaled. She knew how this would go. If she refused, Rosie would not let the matter drop.
“Fine. But I don’t trust the person you brought. I want to bring another expert here,” Brenna said.
Rosie laughed sardonically. “Oh, of course. So you can bring in someone who’ll fake the results for you?”
“Who knows if this is just another setup to slander me? Maybe the person you brought will fake the results,” Brenna shot back.
Dalton exhaled sharply, his patience wearing thin. It was clear to him that neither of them was willing to back down. Unable to take it any longer, he asked, “Rosie, why are you so obsessed with targeting Brenna?”
Rosie lifted her chin and said, “I’m not targeting her. I’m just looking out for everyone.”
Brenna crossed her arms. “I don’t trust the person she brought, Dalton. You find someone else.”
Dalton didn’t hesitate. With a curt nod, he pulled out his phone and made a call. When he spoke, his tone was unusually polite and measured. Whoever he was speaking to was clearly someone renowned in the field.
As soon as he ended the call, Rosie bristled. “What’s wrong with the person I brought? He’s from Dorhill Medical Plastic Surgery Hospital, one of the best hospitals in the country.”
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She yanked Hackett over and said, “I didn’t just drag in some nobody. He’s my friend, a graduate from a top international university, and highly qualified for this kind of examination.”
Hackett pulled Rosie aside, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. He recognized Dalton, but only by his well-known stage name, never realizing that his surname was actually Harper.
Running into a celebrity like Dalton had momentarily left him stunned.
Once the excitement settled, an alarming realization hit him. He said to Rosie, “Rosie, the expert Dalton brought in is someone I know—Colt Guzman, one of the top plastic surgeons in the country. He’s highly respected in the field, and if I try to fabricate evidence, he’ll expose it in an instant.”
Panic flickered across Rosie’s face. The last thing she wanted was for Colt to evaluate Brenna, but there was no way to prevent it now. “So what do we do? Do you have any ideas?” she asked.
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