The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 763

The Iron Mask and I were technically mentor and intern.

In theory, that dynamic should have naturally evolved into a friendship. We spent more time together than anyone else on the floor and communicated constantly, creating a bond much tighter than typical coworkers.

But The Iron Mask and I were far from friends; in fact, there was more distance between us than with any other colleague.

At first, I hadn't understood why he constantly picked on me, finding a reason to tear me down no matter how perfectly I executed a task. Once I figured out his motives, I didn't resent him, but I quietly pulled away.

We were simply on different paths, though I respected his hustle.

I certainly didn't expect him to initiate a conversation now, and given his unusually serious expression, I decided to hear him out. "Alright."

The department was too chaotic to find a private room, so we just stood by the window, both of us holding a cup of coffee.

"Selena, I heard about Mr. Cross getting fired," he started, dropping a bombshell right out of the gate.

Honestly, even I hadn't received that piece of news yet.

For a second, I wondered if he knew the full truth about Caspian. The hospital administration had clearly clamped down on the incident, so how had he found out?

Why bring it up to me straight away?

Was this what he wanted to discuss?

If so, how was I supposed to answer? I couldn't just spill the entire criminal investigation to him; I had to consider the professional fallout.

But his next sentence completely shattered my assumptions.