The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1186

General Darwin needed to be transferred to the ICU, and the medical team strictly barred any visitors. A single provocation could send the frail man right back to death's door.

Once the transfer was complete, the doctors retreated to the lounge for a debriefing.

Dr. Quentin Quincy singled Claire out for exceptional praise, openly offering her a future internship at their prestigious center.

"I'm only a freshman," Claire replied with a polite smile. "An internship is still a long way off for me."

While she would jump at the chance to work at the renowned hospital, she was far from graduation.

But right now, graduation was years away.

An internship could theoretically start in her sophomore year, but even that felt too soon.

It suddenly hit the room that this brilliant girl was merely in her first year.

Dr. Quincy shook his head in awe, marveling at how the new generation was outshining the old.

"You have impeccable skills, Claire," he praised. "You'd shine anywhere you went."

"I didn't fully grasp why Dr. Solomon Sterling recommended you so highly before."

"But it's obvious now. You're practically his protégé."

Dr. Quincy clearly held her in the highest regard.

Claire quickly waved off the compliment. "That's impossible."

"I could never take Dr. Sterling's place."

The Sterling family had their own brilliant heirs, after all.

If such wild claims reached the ears of Dr. Sterling's actual students, they would definitely take issue with her.

It would paint her as an arrogant upstart!

Dr. Sterling's legacy was certainly not for an outsider to inherit.

And Claire had absolutely no intention of riding on the legendary doctor's coattails.

Staying entirely under the radar was her preferred strategy.

Dr. Quincy belatedly realized his words could easily be misconstrued.

"Right, right, Dr. Sterling has plenty of successors," he chuckled. "But since you're studying Western clinical medicine now, how about working under me?"

This wasn't idle politeness; he genuinely saw her immense potential.

She was young and highly malleable.

"Surely you're not lacking in brilliant students, Dr. Quincy?" Claire teased.

As far as Claire was concerned, being General Darwin's son was his only relevant title.

"Wrong. I'm not just a relative, I'm General Darwin's son. Knowing my father's status, you should realize..."

"...exactly who you're talking to."

"You're far too stunning to be wasting your life as a doctor."

Silas reached out, attempting to stroke her chin.

Claire didn't hesitate; her leg snapped up, delivering a brutal kick directly to his groin.

An agonizing shriek tore through the hallway.

"You and Reggie Darwin are cut from the same cloth," Claire scoffed. "Truly father and son, sharing the same disgusting habits."

"You might know who you are, but you clearly have no idea who I am."

"If I don't teach you a lesson today, you'll never learn that you messed with the wrong woman!"

Moving with lightning speed, she retrieved her Golden Needles and struck several crucial nerve points on Silas's body.

Violent tremors racked his frame. "What... what did you just do to me?"

Claire calmly withdrew the Golden Needles. "Nothing much. Just ensuring you live out your twilight years in absolute celibacy."