She opened the door without checking the screen. She was confused to see all those men wearing suits in front of her door. "Who are you?" asked Celine from the edge of her half-open door.
The man that stood out, looked like he was in his early thirties. He walked closer to the door and cleared his throat. "Good day, Miss Duan. We are Mr. Jonathan Fu's lawyers. We would like to talk to you regarding this apartment."
Celine was not sure if she had heard him correctly. She fully opened the door and crossed her arms. "What do you mean?" she asked. The moment she heard Jonathan's name, she became vigilant. "Why would he tell you to come here?"
"Perhaps we can go inside to discuss?" said the lawyer. He was a polite man, and Celine couldn't refuse him so she let them in.
Rachel's foot was almost completely healed, so she went back to work. She felt bored and helpless to be at home all the time. She had been asking too many days of leave and she thought she might run out of sick leaves. The executive didn't say anything about the matter, but she still felt embarrassed.
Rachel's unusual behavior attracted people's attention in the hospital. During lunch break, Rachel was preparing to make some hot tea in the pantry.
When she approached the door, she heard people talking about her. The voices sounded ■d
familiar.
She remained outside to hear the rest of the conversation.
"Who do you think is behind Rachel? Our emergency department is short on staff. However, she asked for a few days of leave, and there was no response from the superiors. That's just absurd," said one of the voices.
"I've told you about this last time. Why are you asking again?"
"What did you even say? I can't remember you telling me anything. Is she related to some big shot in the hospital?"
"Keep it down. I'm not really sure either. But I'm sure she's from a rich and influential family."
'From a rich and influential family, huh?' Rachel couldn't resist laughing. She found it funny that her coworkers were gossiping about her.
How bored these people were that they were starting to make up stories about her! However, she did realize that she had done something wrong in the past couple of days.
The emergency department was the busiest department in the hospital, and it was often shorthanded. Although she had to ask for leave because of an accident, she had indeed asked for too many leaves in the past few months.
Although it was an issue beyond her control, Rachel didn't appreciate people talking behind her back and making up stories.
They thought the only reason she got the job and continued to be here was because she had someone powerful behind her. But that wasn't true. She relied on her own abilities to get where she was in life.
If there was ever anyone influential that she knew in the hospital, they must be talking about James Zhou, Lucas' father. He was the current chairman of the hospital, and he knew Rachel since she and Lucas were high school classmates.
When she was about to leave, she heard a familiar voice join the conversation. "Why is everyone so curious about Rachel's private life? She only asked for a few days of leave. All of you should know how dedicated of a doctor she is. If she has been asking for a few days of rest, she must be going through a lot right now."
The voice belonged to Cara. There was no mistaking it.
Rachel was about to thank Cara in her heart when she heard her continue speaking. "I'll only say this once so you don't have to point fingers and make up stories anymore."
Everyone fell silent. They were all listening to what Cara was about to say. "So, what is it that you want to tell us?"
"Cara, please don't keep us waiting."
Everyone inside the room thought that they weren't speaking too loud. They were sorely mistaken. Anyone that stood outside of the room could hear them clearly without having to listen so close.
Hearing Cara say that, Rachel was deathly ■d
curious about what she wanted to say.
Cara said, "Listen up, this is the first and last time that I will say this. If anyone asks, you did not hear this from me. Do not spread what you're all about to hear, does everyone understand?"
"We know!"
"Rachel doesn't come from a rich and powerful family, but she does have ties with the Fu family,"
said Cara.
"Wait a minute.
You mean the Fu family? The same Fu family that owns the MK Group?"
Everyone was so shocked that you could practically hear them gasping.
"If I was talking about another Fu family, why would I even bother telling you this?" Cara sounded sassy in that last sentence.
Rachel held the cup of tea in her hand closer to her nose. She inhaled its vapors to calm herself down. 'Flow did Cara find out about my connections to the Fu family?'
Everyone was still gossiping inside the room.
Rachel was someone who had ties to the Fu family. If it was true, then nobody would dare deny Rachel of anything she asked for.
When Cara revealed what she had found out, it was like she opened the sluice gate of a dam, and the issues flooded out one by one.
None of them really knew that much about the Fu family. Anything they did know, they had only ■d
read from magazines and news articles, or heard it on the news. But there was one thing they were sure about, the Fu family was incredibly rich and powerful.
One of them asked a question that put a stop to the chatter. "Wait a minute, the Fu family only has one heir, Jack Fu. What would Rachel's standing be in that family?"
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