Even the interns behind Everleigh could sense that something was wrong. They started whispering amongst themselves.
"Sure, I'll go." Everleigh turned to meet Theodore's eyes composedly.
Since he insisted on having her there, and even use such a way to vent his anger, then she would go along with it.
As their eyes met, Theodore's gaze got colder than ever.
Everleigh agreed to it but he was not happy.
On the contrary, her calm looks made him agitated.
"Who is Everleigh Trevino?" Suddenly, a sharp voice echoed in the hospital's corridor.
No one made a sound.
"Who is Everleigh Trevino?"
Everyone followed the voice and spotted a plump middle-aged woman. She was carrying a limited edition Hermes handbag and was exiting the elevator furiously.
After noticing Everleigh, the woman went ballistic. She rushed over and pointed her finger in Everleigh's face. She cursed, "You must be Everleigh Trevino, that sl*t!"
Everleigh frowned. "Who are you?"
"Smack!"
The woman landed a slap on Everleigh's face. Everleigh could only swallow what she wanted to say. The interns gasped and the corridor went quiet.
Everleigh's face turned sideways. The burning pain on her cheek reminded her that she was not dreaming. She stared at the woman in disbelief.
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