Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 559:

When Marissa announced that she had found the real perpetrator, the room fell silent. Sarah and Tara, who had been under suspicion, knelt before Marissa.

Tara, tears streaming down her face, pleaded, “Miss Nash, I swear I’m not lying. I truly don’t recall anyone entering Caylee’s room and tampering with her medication. I’m not covering for anyone or colluding. I’m just being honest.”

Similarly, Sarah sobbed, “Miss Nash, I’m telling the truth too. I wasn’t the one who tampered with Caylee’s IV bag. Yes, the perpetrator might resemble me, but I assure you, it wasn’t me.”

Marissa quickly helped the two nurses to their feet and reassured them, “I believe you both. Please, feel at ease. I’ve identified the real perpetrator, and it is not either of you. Thank you both for taking such good care of my mother.”

At Marissa’s words, Sarah and Tara stopped crying, exchanging bewildered glances before turning to Marissa.

“Miss Nash, you truly believe us?” Sarah inquired, her voice shaky.

“Miss Nash, are we really no longer suspects?” Tara chimed in.

Stay connected at gⱯlnσνℯ𝓁s․com

With a reassuring smile, Marissa nodded. “Yes, I’m certain you two are innocent. I regret the distress you’ve endured.”

As Sarah and Tara simultaneously let out sighs of relief, the others in the room looked on, puzzled. They had seen Sarah entering the ward to add something to Caylee’s IV bag, with Tara observing the entire process without intervening in the surveillance video.

Yet, both were now cleared of any suspicion.

The head nurse, cautious and uncertain, approached Marissa. “Miss Nash, would you like us to involve the police in this matter?” she asked tentatively.

“No need,” Marissa replied firmly, indicating her decision to handle the situation personally. “I won’t trouble the hospital with this.”

Marissa was convinced that Ayla was the real perpetrator behind the tampering of Caylee’s IV bag. She had scrutinized the security footage and noticed a telling detail that pointed to Ayla.noveldrama

The nurse seen tampering with the IV bag had lingered to speak to Caylee, who responded with visible agitation. The words spoken were far from kind. Moreover, after uttering the harsh words, this nurse made a distinct cursing gesture at Caylee.

Marissa had paused the video at that moment, studying the hand gesture closely. After careful observation, she was certain the hand belonged to Ayla. It appeared Ayla had disguised herself as Sarah to carry out her malicious intent in the ward.

Having deduced the identity of the perpetrator, Marissa opted not to involve the police, primarily to shield Sarah. The grainy surveillance footage left much to the imagination, and it was difficult for the average person to discern details.

Involving law enforcement might have inadvertently made Sarah a scapegoat, so Marissa decided against reporting it.

With Marissa’s decision standing, the medical staff refrained from pressing the issue.

Indeed, the likelihood of proving foul play in Caylee’s condition was slim; even after a police inquiry, the ambiguity would persist. Since even Dr. Green had attributed Caylee’s symptoms to postsurgical complications, evidence of poisoning would be hard to find.

The hospital staff mulled over the situation, unsettled and anxious. The ability of the poisoner to administer the toxin undetected was alarming, particularly as it was a substance that eluded even Dr. Green’s seasoned diagnostic skills.

Dr. Green approached Marissa, his tone laced with concern. “Miss Nash, the substance used on Caylee is baffling—it’s undetectable in her bloodwork. I’m at a loss, despite my years in the field. Perhaps you should have Dr. Riss check on Caylee.”

Marissa responded with a grateful smile, “Thank you, Dr. Green. I’ll do just that.”

Meanwhile, Shaun and Leila had completed the discharge formalities and returned with the necessary paperwork. Without further ado, Marissa placed Caylee in a wheelchair and prepared to leave the room with her.

As she exited, she unexpectedly ran into Connor, Marc, and Terry, who had just arrived in haste.

Connor, casting a worried glance at Caylee in the wheelchair, inquired anxiously, “How’s Caylee doing?”

Marissa answered directly, “She was poisoned. Luckily, we caught it in time. She’s okay now. I’m taking my mom home.”

“Can Caylee be discharged already?” Connor asked.

Marissa nodded and pushed Caylee’s wheelchair forward. Connor instinctively took over the wheelchair from Marissa, offering, “I’ll handle this.”

Just then, Marissa’s phone chimed with a new message. She let Connor push the wheelchair while she checked her message alongside him. Observing this, the others discreetly fell back, giving them some space.

It was a message from Xander. Marissa opened it immediately. It was about Ayla

.

.

.

.