Betrayed? I Upgraded to His Billionaire Brother novel Chapter 91

The divorce certificate is real!” She grinned, but it quickly faded. “The bad news is you can’t get a duplicate. I checked–Victoria must have notified the court in advance.”

“As long as it’s real, that’s what matters.” I wasn’t surprised.

Being legally single again was the victory. The rest–Victoria probably just wanted me to keep up appearances until Zane remarried. I could play along a little longer.

“We still need to get the physical document,” Chloe insisted, less optimistic. “If the Graysons change their mind, they could mess with the records–turn that divorce right back into a marriage.”

I sighed. “I know. But Victoria won’t just hand it over.”

“What about using Gavin’s influence?” she suggested, remembering our recent, fragile truce. “In New York, only he can easily pressure the Graysons. If he stepped in, it would be simple.”

“I’ll think about it.”

The thought of going to him made me recoil. I could already hear his mocking tone: “Didn’t you love him deeply? Now you’re scrambling for a divorce?”

Noticing the shadows under Chloe’s eyes, I changed the subject. “You stayed up again?”

“Yeah.” She looked utterly drained, giving me a pitiful look. “You need to work hard and be my sugar mama. At this rate, I’m going to die young.”

I had to laugh. “I can support you right now.” My savings were more than enough for both of us to live comfortably, unless she developed a taste for gambling or other expensive vices.

“Hearing that…” A real smile touched her lips. “I feel like I can push through a bit longer.” Having that safety net changed everything.

I told her to eat something before crashing, then drove to the clinic.

Before I even reached the door, I heard raised voices.

A female patient was gripping a young nurse’s arm, her face flushed with anger. “What kind of rumors are you spreading? Don’t you have any decency?”

“I’m not lying!” the nurse shot back, though her voice was lower. “Everyone here is talking about it! Why are you only picking on me?”

“So if everyone says it, that makes it true?” The patient’s voice rose, turning to the waiting area for support. “You all hear this! This nurse is saying Dr. Elara hurt a child on purpose and broke up a family! Is that even possible?”

“Impossible!”

“No way!”

My patients knew me. They’d seen my work, my ethics. They wouldn’t believe it.

The young nurse, cornered and defensive, blurted out, “Whether it’s possible isn’t for you to decide! That child is in the hospital because of…”

“Elara!”

Someone at the nurses‘ station spotted me. The young nurse immediately fell silent, her face turning bright red.

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Betrayed? I Upgraded to His Billionaire Brother

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Chapter 91

I kept my expression neutral, showing no anger as I walked up to her. “If you have a problem with me, don’t forre yourself to work here. Starting tomorrow, request a transfer to another department. Let me know where you want to go–11I speak to

Then I turned my gaze to the rest of the nurses‘ station. “Anyone else who wants to transfer can tell me now”

“No

“We don’t! Were staying!”

They all knew my clinic had the highest patient volume, and that meant better bonuses for them.

I said nothing more, turning instead to the hipset patient.

The middle–aged woman immediately softened. “Don’t listen to their nonsense. We don’t believe a word of it.”

I offered a small, tired smile. “Good.” Then my tone shifted back to professional. “What dil I advise at your last follow up?”

She had the decency to look sheepish. “…To maintain a positive mood.”

“There’s no need to get worked up over rumors. A calm mind helps everything.” After reassuring her, I headed into my office, slipped on my white coat, and started calling my first patient.

Later, during a break, the nurse who’d argued with the patient came in, pleading not to be transferred. Other departments were easier, but the pay was miserable.

But while I might be a good doctor, I never claimed to be a saint.

I refused without a second thought.

By the time my last patient left, it was nearly 1 p.m.

I was just tilting my head back, trying to ease the stiffness in my neck, when Elias burst into my office.

“Elara, the security footage–it’s been