His Eagle Eyes on Me novel Chapter 2231

While drinking water, she looked at her phone.

Last night, she had sent a message to the Marshall's Award committee leader. She told him about Elliot, hoping they could quickly give the public an explanation.

She had not received a reply when she had left the house. She had not received a reply until later that morning.

She had sent them the message the day before, making sure it was daytime in Bridgedale when she sent it. Clearly, they were trying to avoid this.

Avery's expression turned stern. She placed her thermos on the table and sent another message to him. "If you don't give me a reply by today, I will expose this absurd lie to the public!"

About five minutes later, Avery's phone rang.

She immediately got up from her chair and said to Elliot, "I'm going to take this call."

Elliot nodded and watched her walk out of the ward.

Avery took her phone and left the ward. She headed to the corridor nearby. She answered the call, and she heard the voice of the Marshall's Award committee leader.

"Avery, I'm sorry. I had dropped my phone during the day, and I went to get the screen changed. I just got it back from the repair shop." The committee leader had found the perfect excuse, and Avery had to force her emotions back down. "I saw the message you sent me. I’m shocked. This is unbelievable."

"I find it unbelievable too. I thought I would have to plan Elliot's funeral. But, he is awake now." Avery sounded calm, but her voice carried a hint of derision. "Not only is he awake, but he is in good spirits, too. He can eat and sleep well. He will be discharged in a few days."

"This is something worth celebrating," gushed the committee leader pretentiously. "Send my regards to your husband."

"No need. Even without your regards, he will be well." Avery could hear the lack of sincerity behind his words. "What are you going to do with the award that you gave to Angela?"

"Avery, this is not something I can decide on my own. The Marshall's Award has a history of more than a hundred years. If we were to rescind Angela's award and tell everyone that this was a mistake, how would they view the Marshall's Award? Would they still believe in the award in the future? There is much to consider, and I won't be able to give you an answer immediately."

"I thought this is what you would say. You are the committee leader and you have the most authority. If this is the approach that you are going to take, I think that you won't be able to give me a favorable answer in the future." Avery was very disappointed in them.

She could understand the Marshall's Award wanting to protect its hundred-year-old reputation, but when they had been checking the documents that Angela had sent over, and when they had decided to award her the Marshall's Award, had they even stopped to consider the intent behind the Marshall's Award?"

"Avery, are you trying to ruin the Marshall's Award?" The committee leader sounded heartbroken. "Your teacher was a past Marshall's Award winner! If you ruin the Marshall's Award, that means, you're ruining the honor he received too."

"You have it the other way around! In my heart, my teacher's achievements are much more than the Marshall's Award! Even if the Marshall's Award has vanished, his achievements will never vanish!" said Avery, her voice hard and cold. "If you think that you could use my teacher to threaten me, you're wrong! If he were still alive, he would surely reject this false honor!"

"Miss Tate, I know that you're a woman of justice. I was once like you. Don't misunderstand me. I'm not saying that I don't have a sense of justice. It's just that I must weigh the many things that are involved. The capital Mr. Marshall raised for this award has been long gone, and we did rush to accept Angela Hill's offer, for that I apologize." Then, the committee leader changed the topic. "Miss Tate, I'm sure that you don't want the public to find out that Mr. Foster had been used as a test subject, right?"