The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 279

Miles tossed the crumpled tissue into the trash bin, his gaze dragging over Lucca inch by agonizing inch.

"A fractured nasal bone, a shattered alveolar ridge, and deep lacerations across the back. I flawlessly avoided every single vital organ."

He let out a dark chuckle. "Lucca, you should be counting your blessings that I'm a surgeon."

Victor's face contorted. Dropping his aggressive posture, he turned to Alistair.

"Alistair, Lucca just got back from abroad. He doesn't know the rules here yet. But Miles clearly went in for the kill. If word of this gets out, the Zimmerman family will be the laughingstock of Empire City."

"Oh? So your son sexually harassing Claire doesn't make us a laughingstock?"

"You—" Victor choked, his eyes darkening. "How can you compare a minor squabble over a woman to a matter of life and death?"

"Enough! Stop this bickering!" Alistair barked, his cloudy eyes heavy with commanding pressure as they fixed on Miles.

In the suffocating silence, Miles stood up and slowly walked over to Victor, his voice dripping with pure mockery.

"If you actually cared about the Zimmerman legacy, you wouldn't have pulled such an incredibly sloppy, pathetic stunt."

Miles opened a folder he had brought with him, casually pulling out a stack of documents—the medication logs and lab reports surrounding Lily's death.

"I've already found the nurse."

That single sentence made the veins on Victor's forehead throb violently.

Alistair furrowed his brow, completely bewildered. "What nurse?"

"The ICU nurse on duty during the infant's medical emergency. Victor bribed her to inject a contaminated substance into the child's IV line, framing me for the tragedy."

"That nurse... that's absolutely impossible!"

"Why is it impossible? Because you paid her millions of dollars in hush money?"

Miles scoffed. "Whatever problems money can solve, I can easily fix by throwing more money at them."

"Victor, is he telling the truth?" Alistair slammed his cane against the floor.

"You..." Victor's hands trembled with fury.

He had calculated every possible move, yet he had never imagined that Miles would actively demand a return to the corporate fold.

Even Claire, standing quietly beside him, was caught off guard. She looked up at him in surprise.

He wanted to return to the company? Wasn't that the world he despised most?

After a long, suffocating silence, Alistair let out a heavy sigh. "Fine. We'll do it your way."

"But this scandal with the baby must be buried. It dies here. I will not have it tarnishing Lucca's future."

Miles didn't bother replying. He simply took Claire's hand and walked out of the suite.

Once outside the hospital, Claire let him guide her into the passenger seat of his car.

She asked softly, "Why do you suddenly want to go back to the company? I thought you hated it there. And what about your work at the hospital?"