?<strong>Chapter 214:</strong>
“It’s alright, honey. One loss doesn’t mean anything,” Car said, gently patting Kylee’s back. “Let’s go downstairs and talk about this properly.”
With that, the three of them made their way to the living room.
Sniffling, Kylee recounted the events of the morning, her voice trembling as she spoke.
Car listened intently, her expression calm, while Baker’s face betrayed disbelief.
“Belinda really won?” Baker said. “How is that even possible? Did she… Did she cheat?”
Car shot him a sharp re. “How could you suspect that? Belinda is also your daughter.”
Baker shifted ufortably, looking away. He just found this hard to believe.
Turning her attention back to Kylee, Car asked, “So, have you been fired from the Grand ins General Hospital?”
Kylee dabbed at her eyes with a tissue, saying, “Not yet. Belinda gave me two options. If I want to continue to work at the Grand ins General Hospital, I can only stay as an intern. No more exams, no chance of bing a full staff member. The other option is to leave the Grand ins General Hospital.”
The room fell silent for a moment before Baker eximed in anger, “What? That’s absurd! What kind of choice is that? Don’t worry, Kylee, I’ll call Belinda right now and—”
“Wait!” Car’s firm voice stopped him.
Baker turned to her, confused.
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“Don’t be so impulsive,” Car said with a sigh.
Baker lowered his phone reluctantly, his expression still stormy.
Car’s gaze softened as she looked at Kylee. “Tell me, Kylee, what do you think about all this?”
Kylee hesitated, her voice trembling as she answered, “I don’t want to leave the Grand ins General Hospital. I worked so hard to get there! But… I do not want to be an intern there forever. Belinda’s proposal is just a way to trap me in a difficult position. She is out of line!”
“Then you can leave the Grand ins General Hospital and work somewhere else,” Car said calmly, her tone almost matter-of-fact. “Owathe is a big city, Kylee. There are plenty of hospitals.”
Kylee bit her lip. “But… But I…”
“But you don’t want to leave the Grand ins General Hospital, and you also don’t want to be an intern there forever,” Car interjected, finishing Kylee’s sentence with a steady gaze. “Do you honestly think that is possible?”
Kylee faltered, her lips parting as if to argue, but no words came. She looked away, silent.
After a pause, she said in a low voice, “But this wasn’t even my idea. It was my mentor who—I…”
Car’s voice turned sharp. “If you didn’t agree with the bet, you should have refused from the beginning. By going along with it, you already epted the terms. And now that you’ve lost, you want to shift the me to others? Kylee, is this the kind of person I raised you to be? Someone who shirks responsibility?”
Kylee bit her lip again, tears welling up in her eyes, but she remained silent.
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