Chapter 99 I’m Malcolm’s Wife
Charles stood frozen, his world rocked as if by a thunderclap, nearly oppling from the shock.
How could this young woman possess such evidence? It wasn’t possible. If she did, then what about Robert… In front of so many witnesses, an admission from him would be tantamount to confessing his own slander against Robert. His reputation in the medical field would be shattered. Once respected, he’d become the target of his past adversaries. He couldn’t allow that.
He feigned composure, yet his fists clenched tight.
“If you’re so confident, then show me the evidence, Charles challenged with false bravado,
A chilling smile played on Reese’s lips as she looked down on Charl, who was still in denial of his impending doom.
She might have spated him if only he had apologized to Grandpa Robert, but since he refused to see the writing on the wall, she wouldn’t hold back now.
Just as Reese was
about to retrieve the file from her phone, Robert approached, supported by his aide.
“Reese, let them go. Robert said gently.
Remington was startled, “Grandpa, we can’t just let them off the hook. This mess is all because he disrupted your conference.”
People like Charles deserved to be exposed to the public’s scor. They choose death over an easy life, and this time, Remington firmly took Reese’s side.
Robert’s face was ghostly pale, and even speaking seemed a struggle Reese knew Grandpa Robert had a history of lung problems, and any emotional outbursts or agitations could easily leave him gasping for air.
He approached Charles, his face a mask of kindness with no trace of bitterness. “Charlie, out of respect for our past as partners, I’ll save you the embarrassment this time. But if there’s a next time, don’t expect me to be merciful.”
Years had passed, and he couldn’t place all the blame on Charles; he had his own share of responsibility. If he had been more careful, double–checked everything, clarified the patient’s records, perhaps the tragedy wouldn’t have occurred. That’s why he chose to forgive Charles today.
Charles hadn’t anticipated that Robert knew everything about that fateful error, which ultimately led to a patient’s death. Robert had never mentioned a word about it.
He had assumed ignorance, but Robert understood the situation better than anyone. Suddenly, Charles felt ashamed of his DIATI baseless suspicions and couldn’t bear to face Robert.
Megan, watching the silent Charles, called out, “Dad…”
“Let’s go,” he replied.
“But… Just like that? What about them?” The recent confrontation with Reese still stung Megan. She was not ready to let it go.
In her eyes, apart from Reese’s good looks, she had nothing valuable to offer. Only she herself was worthy of Malcolm.
Let’s go. Staying here will only make things worse,” Charles said, his earlier dominance withering away as he led a dejected Megan
away from the scene..
The commotion settled down, and the media’s attention shifted from Charles and Robert to Reese and Malcolm.
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Flashbulbs turned their way, id microphones were thrust forward.dr. Flynn, when did you get married, and who is this lady? What’s her connection to Mr. Robert?”
“What about your leg, Mr. Flynn? Who helped you terover?”
“And who is this lady, such a fortune to marry Mr. Flynn?”
Questions bombarded Malcolm and Reese, making her despise the toy reporters more every minute.
Reese’s expression was as cold as the ice of February, and she gave answer, Ignoring the barrage of inquiries.
She tossed a mifted glance sideways and gave Malcolm a playful twi
“Who invited you? I’d like to give them a piece of my mind.”
Malcolm’s slitted eyes followed a gaze not far off, finally resting on Remington, who seemed clueless as to what was going down but could feel Malcolm’s eyes boring into him, a hint of amusement flickering at the edges.
What was going on?
Before he could process the situation, he caught Reese’s stare fixed on him too–her gaze piercing and intimidating, chilling him to
the bone.
He
ran through his recent actions in his mind but couldn’t pinpoint anything that might’ve ticked off Reese. So why look at him, with such intensity?
Remington had the feeling that he was on someone’s radar and that wasn’t good.
He nudged his Grandfather Robert, “Grandpa, let’s get out of here.”
“But Reese, she…”
g will go awry. Plus, do you really think she’s someone who can be easily pushed
“Reese will be fine with Mr. Flynn around, nothing
around?”
Wasn’t it usually Reese doing the pushing?
Already winded, Robert felt the toll of the night’s drama on his aging body, now struggling even to draw breath.
His medication, left at home, compounded his discomfort, but seeing Malcolm’s protective
reassurance.
e stance over Reese gave him some
“Okay, let’s go.”
Relief washed over Remington. He dreaded his grandfather insisting on staying for Reese’s sake. Just her intense gaze alone made him feel like he was being skinned alive.
Reese watched as Remington beat a hasty retreat, realizing perhaps the knew where he stood. He may dodge the bullet today, but there was no escaping the inevitable.
Badgered by incessant questions from reporters, she finally grabbed microphone from one.
“Stop guessing about my identity. I’m Reese, no connections, not born with a silver spoon – just an ordinary person. As for Malcolm’s miraculous recovery? Well, marrying me brought a stroke of ancestral fortune. That’s all there is to it.”
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Reese Malcolm’s response trailed as Reese breezed through the red and exited the venue. He watched her determined departure, a small smile curling his lips
Holding the microphone, he addressed the eager media.
“I don’t care what her past was. All you need to know is that the’s now my wife, Malente wife, and that’s enough, he decl unwavering conviction, staring down at the assembled press. Lexpi no negative coverage about her. Cross that line, and your
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