Lauren


    POV


    That voice made Evelyn pause for a second but she didn''t stop attacking M. She dashed out and reached out her ws at M, trying to scratch her face. But M wasn''t some kind of a pushover. She took a step back and dodged her. The next moment, Evelyn knocked herself out as she hit the desk. She was sprawling to the ground, looking like a mess.


    "Evelynn!" ady came in and hurriedly held Evelyn up, patting her on the shoulder both heartbrokenly and angrily, "don''t you think you''ve brought enough shame to the family!? I told you to stay home. Why did youe out!?" It was Evelyn''s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Schmitt. Back when I saw Evelyn here, I sent them a message to tell them toe over.


    Evelyn leaned over Mrs. Schmitt''s arms and her mother''s scent made her feel secure andfortable again. She started howling, "Mother...they were bullying me! And all those slumdogs areughing at me! And Lauren...This is all because of her..." "Okay, okay..." Mrs. Schmitt said quietly,forting her. She wiped off the coffee stain on Evelyn''s face with her handkerchief and looked at me. But she didn''t dare to mess with me so she targeted M, "A whore doesn''t get to discipline my daughter." No wonder Evelyn would grow up to be such a pain in the ass. Her mother had been spoiling her and letting her do anything she wanted.


    I stood in front of M and said indifferently, "We''re not the ones who slept with a married man in the name of true love. Instead of giving us a speech, you''d better go home and teach your daughter what shame is and why people should have it." M added wryly, "And even children know better than making a scene in the hospital. Ma''am, please teach her about these basic etiquettes. If she still doesn''t get it, I''ll send her a children''s book about them." "You..."


    "Shut up!" Mr. Schmitt red at his wife and scorned her in a low voice. Then he turned to us and said, "I''m sorry about what happened today. Lauren, I''ll discipline her and she won''te and bother you again. And let''s end this mess now." Schmitt wasn''t just talking about what Evelyn had done in the hospital. He was also talking about how she framed M and told everyone she was a mistress. That was why he was being so respectful. He was hoping to get forgiveness from M and me. But I didn''t ept his apology so easily, "Mr. Schmitt, I''m not the one to decide whether we should forgive her and end this or not."


    Mr. Schmitt nced at us both and then he was clever enough to get what I meant. He pursed his lips and turned to M with a sour face. He lowered his head a little and said sincerely, "Miss M, please forgive Evelyn for being rude and ignorant. I will definitely discipline her from now on."


    M and I looked each other in the eye for a while and then she shrugged, "I hope you''ll honor your words."


    Actually, M also wanted to end this drama as long as everything was rified. And if she still wouldn''t budge, Schmitt might get pissed off and go out of line regardless of their family and reputation. M didn''t want to get involved in this kind of drama. She didn''t want to waste too much time on these people and all she wanted was to make sure that Evelyn had learned her lesson.


    "...I will." Mr. Schmitt became gloomier because he was being scorned by a minor. Evelyn heard what we just said and wanted to make a scene again but then Mr. Schmitt red at her grimly and she stopped.


    Mrs. Schmitt stared at me with hate burning in her eyes but didn''t dare to say anything else. She helped Evelyn get up and was about to leave.


    "Mr. Schmitt," I stopped him and reminded him, "I assume Evelyn never thought of framing M at the beginning. Maybe someone else gave her this idea, right?"


    In the past, there were also marriages between the nco family and the Schmitt family and Mr. Schmitt was a reasonable person, which was why I couldn''t help reminding him of this.


    But Evelyn had already been brainwashed by Janice. Hearing what I just said, she screamed, pointing at me in her mother''s arms, "What the hell are you talking about?! You bitch! You''re just jealous of Janice..."


    "Enough! Shut up!" Mr. Schmitt couldn''t take it anymore and raised his voice, "get home right now, Evelyn. This is myst warning!"


    Evelyn''s eyes were filled with tears and she was feeling wronged and wrathful. She bit her lips as Mrs. Schmitt dragged her out of the room.


    But there were still a lot of people looking on at the door because Evelyn had caught their attention. They couldn''t help peeping and wanted to see what exactly happened here, which irritated Mrs. Schmitt. She didn''t dare to yell at M and me so she shouted at the people outside the door, "What you looking at?! You heartless monsters. You just stand and watch an innocent girl getting bullied like this!"


    The onlookers were all irritated, "Ma''am, your daughter is the one who wanted to attack other people. If we were really gonna help anyone, it would be Dr. Lauren and Dr. M, not her."


    "Yeah, your daughter has been so condescending and rude. She''s the one who became a married man''s mistress and now she wants to me it on Miss M."


    Their brutally honest words made Schmitt''s face go paler. Proud and pretentious as she was, she didn''t want to argue with them like a shrew and got so mad that her face turned red. Mr. Schmitt looked quite sullen and dragged them away.


    "Finally, everything''s settled." M closed the door and locked those onlookers out the door. She grabbed a new cup from her shelves and asked, "By the way, why did youe today? Is there any breakthrough in the treatment of Victor? I''m d to give you some advice."


    M was still acting so carefree and casual.


    Seeing how careless M looked, I was having a lot of doubts. I wanted to ask her why she chose to handle the pressure from Cayce and Pierre on her own and why she dealt with the scandal alone. Why hadn''t she told me anything?


    But M just handed me a cup of coffee and a million-dor check, "This is all I''ve got. Just take this. I''ll work hard and try to pay you the rest of the money. Don''t say no to me. After all, none of this would''ve happened if I could see through Cayce''s plot." Before I could tell her Cayce had returned that five million dors and we had taught that guy a lesson, someone knocked on the door and interrupted us.


    It was the chief doctor, interns, and nurses of the VIP wards.


    M frowned, "Is there anything I can do for you?"


    The chief doctor Sam took a look at me and at that moment, I seemed to know what he was about to say. Just as I expected, he took a deep breath and said to M, "Miss M, we don''t think Dr. nco should work here anymore." "We''ll leave if she stays."