Chapter 43
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At the hospital, Christopher led Brenna into his office on the third floor. As his phone rang, he merely pointed at it, making no move to pick it up. Instead, he smirked at Brenna. “Those self-important fossils in the Mitchell family think they run the world. Let’s keep them sweating. Unless Ethan comes in person to invite us, we are not going. And unless they’re willing to cough up a hundred million, we won’t take the case.”
Hearing that, Brenna nodded, casually scrolling through her phone.
After a while, Christopher finally answered Neville’s call. Neville wasted no time offering a hundred million outright, leaving Christopher somewhat unimpressed. Was the Mitchell family really so rich that tossing around a hundred million meant nothing to them? After some back-and-forth negotiations, they finally landed on a deal—the fee was set at two hundred million.
Ending the call, Christopher held up two fingers and grinned. “Two hundred million. Ethan is on his way here to pick you up. And it’s payment upfront, treatment after. Give me your account number.”
Brenna rattled off the digits, and within moments, her phone chimed with a bank notification. She had received two hundred million.
What had begun as a ten-million-dollar case had ballooned into a sum twenty times larger—all because the Mitchell family members had failed to recognize true ability.
Half an hour later, Ethan and Neville stepped into Christopher’s office. Ethan knocked once before opening the door. “Dr. Pierce, has that doctor arrived?”
Christopher, all professional charm now that Brenna had received the money, motioned inside and said, “Come in, Mr. Mitchell. The doctor is already here.”
He then gestured toward Brenna, who sat with her phone in hand, completely unbothered. “This is Dr. Harper.”
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Ethan’s eyes settled on the masked figure before him. Brenna’s outfit and hairstyle were a stark contrast from the last time they had met, and since most of her face was obscured, Ethan failed to recognize her. Unlike Landen, Lindsay, and other family members, Ethan wasn’t quick to dismiss someone based on age, but even so, he found it hard to believe that the renowned doctor was so young.
“This young lady?” he asked. “She looks about twenty. She is very young.”
Christopher’s easygoing expression faded, his voice turning serious. “She’s my grandfather’s last and most trusted student. I wouldn’t joke about something like this,” he said.
Ethan took a step forward and extended his hand toward Brenna. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Harper,” he said.
Without enthusiasm, Brenna reached out for a brief handshake before withdrawing her hand. She noticed that Ethan hadn’t recognized her yet and decided not to say anything about it.
If he realized who she was, he might reconsider paying her that two hundred million.
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