The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 311

Ms. Hunter placed a calming hand on the increasingly agitated Amber, offering a reassuring smile as she spoke. "Dr. Zeller, actually, none of us said that..."

"Zelda is right. We can't go around falsely accusing people without evidence," Dr. Logan, who had been silent until now, suddenly interjected. The Iron Mask looked at me with an infuriatingly earnest expression. "Selena, you need concrete proof before you speak or act. Even though there's a little friction between you and Zoey, you can't just arbitrarily suspect a colleague based on a minor discovery and your own subjective imagination."

Listening to Dr. Logan's words and seeing his self-righteous posture, I genuinely couldn't tell if he was supposed to be my mentor or Zoey's.

Ferris defended Zoey unconditionally at every turn. But my mentor? Forget about protecting me—he threw me under the bus every chance he got.

And seriously, when did I ever say I suspected Zoey?

"Dr. Logan, first of all, Zoey and I have a harmonious and friendly relationship. There is no friction, nor do I have any motive to intentionally target her. We've interacted plenty of times before, and we almost even signed a lease to be roommates. Ms. Hunter can testify to all of this," I said, taking a deep breath and keeping my voice steady.

Ms. Hunter nodded immediately. "Yes, I can vouch for that."

Cradled in Zelda's arms, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, Zoey remained silent for a moment before giving a barely perceptible nod.

That nod was all I needed. "Secondly," I continued, "I only reported the discovery of the liquid to Dr. Yates, suggesting that the graffiti was likely done by an insider. I asked the hospital to pull the security footage to investigate and handle it strictly. None of us ever said Zoey was the one who did it."

"On the contrary, Zelda," I said, turning my gaze to her, my tone as sharp as a scalpel. "You immediately jumped in to claim we were framing Zoey, slapping this massive label of 'maliciously targeting a colleague' on me. You're in such a rush to defend her. Could it be that you're deflecting because of your own guilty conscience?"

He radiated a steady, overwhelming sense of security.

Looking at him, a wave of disorientation washed over me. Wasn't he suspended? Why was he back at the hospital? Did he hear there was trouble?

The moment he appeared, a hush fell over the locker room. Dr. Yates cleared her throat and gave a polite nod. "Director Sterling."

Zoey, who had just been cowering in Zelda's arms, let out a soft whimper. She straightened up and turned to Ferris, acting as though her ultimate protector had arrived. The tears pooled in her wide eyes cascaded down her cheeks. "Ferris... you're finally here..."