The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 193

The Thorne Family. Of course it was the Thorne Family again.

I recalled Barney's condition in the operating room and added, "The patient experienced severe muscle spasms on the table, which is a clear sign of an antipsychotic or stimulant overdose. If that's the case..."

"I've already requested another blood test for him," Leon replied seriously over the phone. "The police don't seem to be looking into this angle yet."

"Should we go to the police immediately?"

"No. The Thorne Family has a massive, complicated network all over Port Capital. We can't alert them without concrete evidence," Leon deduced rationally. "I have a journalist friend. I think we should have him do some digging first."

It had been almost forty-eight hours since the incident. Aside from a generic public apology, Thorne Logistics had done absolutely nothing, clearly avoiding any responsibility.

"Okay, I'll organize the relevant files. Let's keep in touch."

After hanging up, Leon and I went our separate ways to prepare. By the time I finished compiling my documents, it was nearly noon.

A notification popped up in the hospital's work group chat. I clicked it and gasped in shock.

It was a photo of a locker splattered with bright red paint.

Huge letters were scrawled across it: "Murderer's Accomplice Doesn't Deserve the White Coat."

Judging by the details and location, it was definitely the locker I used every day.

My white coat was completely ruined by the paint.

The person who posted the photo in the group chat was none other than Zelda.

"Dr. Hayes, make sure you stay safe. You never know if these extremists are waiting outside your apartment. Take care!"

She sent the fake sympathetic message right after the photo.

And she specifically tagged me.

The chat instantly blew up. Some debated the doctor-patient relationship, others worried about their own safety, and a few relentlessly criticized me for acting recklessly. It was pure chaos.

Among the messages was one from Zoey.

Hearing the phrase 'lion's den,' I was thoroughly confused. "What lion's den?"

"Here he comes, ask him yourself."

A second later, Leon's warm voice came through the speaker. "What's wrong, Selena?"

"Julian said you're marching into the lion's den," I said, trying to keep my emotions in check. "Are you going to Thorne Logistics?"

The line fell into a brief silence.

It seemed my guess was right.

Before Leon could argue, I immediately stood up. "Wait for me. I'm coming with you."

"Absolutely not. It's too dangerous for a woman..."

"We promised to stick together. I'm not letting you walk into danger alone," I interrupted Leon. "You guys handle the distraction, and I'll secure the evidence. It's settled."