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    Her words hit the room like a shockwave.


    “Wait, what? Poisoned? What kind of poison doesn’t show up on tests?”


    “Is that why Miss Hubbard couldn’t speak? Someone actually poisoned her?”


    “Damn! Who’d be that ruthless? Poisoning Miss Hubbard like that…”


    “Could Miss Jones really cure Miss Hubbard? She’s just a vet! Is she experimenting on Miss Hubbard right here, in front of everyone? Is she crazy?”


    “Miss Jones must have lost it to entertain that notion! If things go wrong, she’s finished. And this is Miss Hubbard we’re talking about!”


    As the Hubbards stood frozen and the guests buzzed with spection, a booming voice cut through the chaos. “Ridiculous! If it were poison, it would’ve shown in the tests! You’re stalling treatment! Move, or you’ll regret it!”


    Christina pivoted at the sound of the voice, finding herself face-to-face with a middle-aged man whose scowl could sour milk. He was dressed in a sharply tailored suit, jaw clenched, exuding an icy authority. At his side stood a poised, impably dressed woman—likely his wife, judging by the aura with which she carried herself.


    To Christina, neither face rang a bell, but the young man trailing a step behind was unmistakable—Bruno, the guy she’d raced against back in Rd. The resemnce between Bruno and the couple was unmistakable. The couple had to be his parents—rtives of the Hubbard family.


    “So you’re the one keeping Eloise from the hospital?” Rayna Happer, Bruno’s mother, shot a re at Christina that could’ve shattered ss. Her voice, rich with usation, sliced through the room. “Just what twisted stunt are you pulling here?”


    Christina met Rayna’s hostility with unwaveringposure. “I’m doing everything in my power to save Miss Hubbard.”


    Rayna let out a sharp, contemptuousugh. “Save her? You call this saving? From where I stand, you’re doing your damnedest to finish her off!”


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    Christina replied, her tone steady, “Trust me, Miss Hubbard is in good hands. I won’t let anything happen to her.”


    The truth was, even though the poison had reached Eloise’s heart, she wouldn’t keel over on the spot. But once the symptoms took hold, death woulde swiftly and without mercy. By intervening, Christina wasn’t just saving one woman—she was shielding the entire Hubbard family from catastrophe.


    Rayna’s lips curled in contempt. “You think you’re quite something, don’t you? What makes you, a mere veterinarian, think you can cure Eloise?”


    Calm and resolute, Christina countered, “My medical knowledge, of course. When I say I can save her, I can—and I will.”


    Rayna rounded on the security staff, her voice slicing through the air. “What are you waiting for? Get her the hell out of here!”


    But the guards hesitated, wary of acting without an explicit order from the Hubbard family. Rayna’s re sharpened, her frustration boiling over.


    “Move aside,” Christina remarked, her tone low. “If you waste another second, Miss Hubbard might be beyond saving.”


    “Who the hell do you think you are?” Eugene Happer, Bruno’s father, snapped, his anger boiling over as he lunged, hand raised to strike Christina.


    Christina reacted in a blink—her hand shot out, iron-strong fingers locking around his wrist before he couldy a finger on her.


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