The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 222

He was being evasive.

Since he didn't want to talk about it, I didn't press the issue, and we walked into the office together.

Seeing us enter, Dr. York pushed two elegant envelopes across his desk and teased, "You two managed to turn a disaster into a blessing. Take a look."

Leon and I exchanged a confused glance before carefully opening the envelopes. To our absolute shock, they were invitations to The North Regional Neuro-Anesthesia Summit.

I had heard Professor Lucas mention this summit before. While it wasn't on a national scale, every prominent neurologist and anesthesiologist in the northern region would be attending.

And somehow, the names Leon Lennox and Selena Hayes were printed right on the exclusive cards.

The venue was The Skyline Ballroom, located on the top floor of Port Capital's grandest luxury hotel.

"The organizers added you at the last minute," Dr. York explained, noticing our stunned silence. "Your actions shook the whole industry. They actually made an unprecedented exception to invite an intern like you, Selena. This summit has been running for six years, and this is a first."

I stared at the invitation, my heart racing. "Do we need to prepare anything?"

Dr. York waved his hand casually. "Just mingle. Don't embarrass Capital General, and you'll be fine."

Back in the department, I immediately shared the news with the head nurse. She was thrilled, sighing dramatically, "Well, looks like Dr. Lennox didn't get locked in the chapel for nothing. The invitations made it all worth it."

"Locked in the chapel?" I asked, bewildered. "Are you talking about Leon?"

The head nurse looked at me in surprise. "He didn't tell you?"

I could hear the collective gasps of approval. "What did I tell you? This dress was practically made for Ms. Hayes. Look at that waistline, look at those curves! She could easily sweep a beauty pageant looking like this."

I turned around slowly and found Leon staring at me in stunned silence.

He was wearing a matching black satin tuxedo, paired with a sharp bow tie. He looked like the picture-perfect gentleman, elegant and refined.

Before the summit officially kicked off, we took the glass elevator to the hotel's top floor. But the moment we stepped out, a cloyingly sweet voice rang out.

"Selena, Dr. Lennox! What are you doing here?"

I turned around in surprise, only to see Ferris Sterling and Zoey Zeller standing by the adjacent elevator banks.