Chapter 105
Once the meeting came to an end, those who mocked Alaina huddled around Elspeth. “Elspeth, I think the boss was just being unfair.”
Already upset from losing the project, Elspeth wanted to know why her colleague was saying that, and she arched her eyebrow. “How so?”
“You should’ve been the one handling this project. I can’t believe the boss gave something that important to that bitch. This is so unfair to you.”
Elspeth shook her head dismissively. “It doesn’t matter who writes up the proposal. As long as it’s good.”
Disappointed, the employee said, “You’re just too naive, Elspeth. That b*tch is gonna play you like a fiddle.”
Elspeth only smiled, but she said nothing. She’s just a young lass trying to make a name for herself in her new job. Not a b*tch. Then she felt everything around her spin. Must have overworked myself. She shook her head and tried to walk, but then she blacked out and fell forward.
Through the glass door, Callum saw Elspeth lying on the floor. He came in and picked her up. Looks red. Too red. He put a hand against her forehead. Scalding. “You idiot. Didn’t even realize you had a fever?” he muttered silently and was about to take her to the hospital.
Alaina noticed what was going on, and she came over. “What happened to her, Mr. Winthrop?” She sounded worried as if she actually cared for Elspeth.
“Caught a fever. I’m taking her to the hospital.”
Alaina stared at Callum with anticipation in her eyes. “Can I come? I’d like to keep an eye on her. She helped me a lot, and I want to do something for her.”
Callum looked at her. She seems genuinely worried. And he nodded. They went to the hospital, and the doctor did a little checkup. Then Elspeth was taken to a ward and hooked up to an IV infusion. Callum headed to the reception to go through some paperwork, while Alaina went to the restroom. And only Elspeth was left in her
room.
Someone slowly opened the door. The silhouette looked around to see if anyone was around. Good. The coast is clear: They heaved a sigh of relief and approached Elspeth’s bed.
She was none other than Ophelia. Unlike her past self, she seemed frail and listless, not unlike someone who had been tortured. Now she was wearing a coat and pretending to be a doctor. Nobody would suspect a `thing.”At last, you’re mine. None of this would have happened if not for you. The whole Winthrop household
hates me now. Even my father wants to send me abroad. Called me a disgrace. This is all your fault!”
Her face was contorted with rage and fury. She set her eyes on Elspeth’s neck and was just about to throttle her, but the sounds of footsteps echoed across the air. Someone’s coming. Quickly she pulled her hands back
It was Alaina. She just came back from her restroom trip. “Oh.” She saw Alaina coming out of the ward. “Did they change doctors?”
“Um, the attending physician sent me here. Wanted me to check on the patient. She’s fine, so I have to go now.” Ophelia hung her head as low as possible, worried that this woman might find out she was lying. The panic in her eyes would betray her.
Alaina thought this doctor felt weird, but she asked no questions. Instead, she nodded at her and entered the
ward.
Ophelia heaved a long sigh of relief and left in a hurry.
Elspeth woke up just in time to see Alaina smiling at her. “Why are you here?”
Smugly, Alaina said, “We sent you here. Mr. Winthrop and I.” She sounded proud as if coming together with Callum would close the gap between her and him, but it worked.
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