The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 128

He stated firmly, "I'll have someone deal with him."

"No need. He doesn't have any leverage on me, so he can't threaten me. And I'm certainly not giving him any money."

Claire spoke breezily, but her eyes darkened involuntarily.

"George is just a desperate dog backed into a corner, barking absolute nonsense. All he knows how to do is smear people, so I'm not scared of him."

"Let him say whatever he wants. As long as you don't believe his lies, Dr. Zimmerman, that's all that matters."

She kept her eyes glued to him, watching for his reaction, involuntarily holding her breath.

Miles nodded, letting out a soft 'mm.'

"Understood. I won't believe him."

"That's good to hear~"

Claire finally felt at ease, breathing a silent sigh of relief.

Her tone softened as she shimmied forward, pressing herself against him.

"By the way, Dr. Zimmerman, have you been keeping a very close eye on my social media?"

"Just a coincidence." Miles applied a bandage to her neck, paused, and spoke with slight difficulty.

"Don't post pictures like that again."

Her luminous skin and stunning curves were enough to make a man dizzy.

She chuckled softly. "So, did you like the photo?"

Miles remained silent.

She sat up on her knees, leaning in even closer until she was almost brushing against him.

"Actually, that post... was only visible to you."

It was a classic trick, yet it successfully turned Miles's ears from white to a burning red, sending his body temperature soaring.

He abruptly stood up. "All done."

Her fingers trailed down his arm. "Thank you, Dr. Zimmerman. So tonight, do you want to stay and..."

Before she could finish the sentence, Miles grabbed the medical kit and marched toward the door.

For once, the man had lost his usual composure.

Watching his chaotic retreat, the lingering annoyance from his earlier rejection completely vanished.

"Of course you are. If you failed to recover well after your daughter traded her dignity to seduce a man for this kidney, it would be quite a waste, wouldn't it?"

Vivian strutted into the room, slapping a stack of medical reports onto the bedside table.

"What... what is the meaning of this?" Susan grew agitated.

"Mrs. Jenner, don't tell me you didn't know. Your brand-new kidney was bought and paid for by your daughter sleeping with Dr. Zimmerman. Claire really is a devoted daughter, willing to cheapen herself just to buy you a second chance at life."

Vivian stepped forward, glancing sideways at Claire with utter contempt.

"But unfortunately for you, Dr. Zimmerman and I grew up together. Why would he ever settle for trash like you? He was only entertaining you out of a fleeting curiosity."

"I'm the one who spared your mother's life. You should be on your knees thanking me, not shamelessly harassing my man!"

Susan, still fragile from the surgery, began shaking violently.

"Claire... is... is what she's saying true?"

Vivian placed a hand over her stomach, her posture dripping with arrogance.

"Claire, I suggest you know your place. This time, you have absolutely zero chance of competing with me."

"Because my belly... has already secured my victory."