The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 173

Beatrice immediately chimed in. "I agree with the divorce, but if Riley thinks she's getting a cut of the assets, she can forget it. It has to be according to the previous agreement. She gets absolutely nothing."

Remembering Sebastian's parting words, Pierce frowned and turned to her. "What exactly did you do today?"

Beatrice felt that although her confrontation with Riley hadn't gone as planned, she had still acted in the family's best interest. With a hint of pride, she recounted the day's events.

Pierce hadn't slept for a day and a night. He was physically and mentally drained. Hearing her words, the anger he had been suppressing exploded. He raised his voice in a furious roar. "Do you think my reputation isn't ruined enough? Are you trying to add a headline about me forcibly snatching my daughter away?"

Beatrice was momentarily stunned by her son's outburst before she responded, deeply offended, "I was trying to help you! I didn't want Riley stringing you along!"

"You were destroying me!" Uncontrollable rage twisted Pierce's features. "Riley is my wife, and Alora is my daughter! How could you treat them like that?"

Flashes of Beatrice's past disdain for Riley crossed his mind, and Pierce spoke without thinking, "If you hadn't constantly looked down on Riley and despised her for having a daughter, would she have ever left me?"

Beatrice stared at him in utter disbelief. She had given her heart and soul for her son, and now he was shifting all the blame onto her.

She had birthed him, raised him, and put him above all else.

And in the end, he claimed she was destroying him.

Grievance, fury, and heartbreak...

A torrent of emotions slammed into her chest.

Tears spilled from her eyes without warning.

Crying, Beatrice pointed at herself. "You're blaming me? You are actually blaming me right now? What a wonderful son I have."

However, there was one thing that brought her joy—she had been promoted to Chief Physician. It was the pinnacle of clinical titles, a senior level of recognition.

Dr. Jenson had called her in for a chat, asking if she was interested in transitioning into administrative management, starting as the Department Head if she wished.

Riley knew that taking that path meant slowly accumulating experience, climbing the ranks, and eventually becoming a hospital director. It meant her focus would shift from medicine to administration, which wasn't why she became a doctor. "Thank you for the consideration, Dr. Jenson, but I just want to focus on my clinical practice."

Growing up in the orphanage, she had seen countless kind-hearted people donate supplies and money. It was because of their help that orphans like her had a safe place to live and grow up healthy.

She didn't have grand ambitions. She only wanted to do her small part to give back to society, using her medical skills to free patients from their suffering and spare families from the agony of loss.

She wanted to witness her patients recover and return to their normal lives. That was the only way she could truly honor the white coat she wore.