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Clara couldn't understand why Nathan, who used to love her so much, suddenly turned to Katniss.

He even stood up to Lucas and their parents for Katniss, and hadn't spoken to her for several days.

What exactly did Katniss say to Nathan?

Suppressing her confusion, Clara looked at Simon and gently advised, "Simon, I understand you're doing this for Dylan, but you can't be so reckless next time. If you want to talk to Ashley about not using Katniss, you can do it privately. Making a big scene like this, if Dylan's colleagues find out, how will Dylan face them?"

"People might think Dylan is afraid of Katniss and can't compete with her."

"How can Katniss's medical skills compare to Dylan's?" Simon's face darkened, and he retorted unhappily, "Katniss has only studied for a few days. Those people are just bewitched by her and willing to believe her. Just wait, one day she won't be able to keep up the act!"

Simon firmly believed that what they were encountering now was just Katniss's good luck.

She wouldn't stand the test for long and would soon be exposed.

Clara clutched the leather strap of her bag and frowned. Is this the point?

Does Simon even understand what she's saying? How can he be so stupid and brainless?

She meant for Simon to use his brain in the future and not be so impulsive, leaving himself vulnerable.

On the way over, she had also heard about the incident. If Ashley's father couldn't be saved, Dylan, who was currently the attending physician, would be left with a medical malpractice record.

Moreover, Simon would also bear some responsibility and might end up in the police station again.

Taking a deep breath, Clara spoke perfunctorily, "Simon, I have to go now. Desmond's mom is sick and in the hospital. I need to go see her."

Hearing that Desmond's mom was sick and in the hospital_Simon quicklv urged her to go to Emily.

"I'm fine here. Since Desmond's mom is sick, as her daughter-in-law, you should hurry and see her."

Though he said this, Simon felt quite happy inside.

Even though they weren't related by blood, Clara was the sister he had doted on for over twenty years.

In front of her future mother-in-law and brother, Clara still chose to see him first, proving she had a conscience and wasn't ungrateful for his affection.

Clara forced a smile and then turned to leave.

As soon as she turned around, Clara showed an impatient expression. That old woman Emily was really difficult to deal with.

Emily herself was just a dancer who became a mistress and forced the original wife to death. If she hadn't given birth to a son with the Boleyn surname, would she have her current status and wealth?

Now she actually nitpicked Clara for not being a biological daughter of the Manners family.

So what if she was a biological daughter? She had already been sent away and adopted out.

If it weren't for Desmond's insistence that she come to see Emily and gain some favor, Clara wouldn't want to come at all.

After all, she was already engaged to Desmond. After graduation, the wedding would follow. Did it matter whether Emily liked her or not?

Why bother pleasing Emily!

Anyway, Emily didn't appreciate it and always looked down on her.

As she went downstairs and headed to another building's inpatient department, Clara suddenly stopped and looked towards the gynecology registration area.

Laura?

Why was she at the gynecology department?

Since she didn't want to see Emily anyway, Clara changed direction and walked towards Laura.

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Ever since getting engaged to Desmond, Elodie had bought Clara many expensive clothes, jewelry, and bags to match the Boleyn family's status.

Today, Clara was wearing a limited edition outfit, carrying a new designer bag, and wearing the most popular perfume, which was sold out and hard to get even with money.

Elodie had used her connections to get it.

Clara walked gracefully in her high heels, looking down at Laura.

"It really is you, Laura. Why aren't you in the inpatient department with your mom? What are you doing in gynecology? Seeing a doctor?"

Hearing this voice, Laura suddenly looked up, revealing her small face, and stared at Clara.

Remembering that night at the bar, Clara covered her mouth and laughed, pretending to be surprised, "After that night, are you pregnant?"

Then Clara said loudly, "With so many men that night, do you know who the father is?"

Clara had asked the bar's security about the aftermath. Several drunk men had torn Laura's clothes, and then a middle-aged man had taken her away.

What could have happened after that?

Clara looked at Laura with disdain, as if she were something dirty.

Because of Clara's words, many people present looked at Laura with changed expressions, full of contempt and scorn.

"A woman with several men in one night, what kind of decent woman could she be?"

"She looks so young, but she's a prostitute. Sitting next to such a dirty woman is really unlucky!"

"I just saw it. This girl is pregnant. I wonder which client's child it is."noveldrama

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The women who spoke looked at Laura and then deliberately made a big scene, getting up and sitting far away.

They were afraid of being tainted by the bad luck.

Seeing this, Clara laughed heartily, enjoying Laura's miserable and embarrassed state.

Why go to Emily to be humiliated when watching this was so much more satisfying? Laura tightly clutched the paper in her hand, her eyes coldly staring at Clara. "Thanks to you, I'll remember that night for the rest of my life. You better hope you stay on top, or you'll fall and shatter."

"Such a shameful thing, remember it if you want." Clara smiled sweetly, flicking her long hair, her smile growing wider. "What can you do even if you remember? With your current state, you want to get back at me?"

Laura's eyes were icy, filled with intense hatred.

That venomous look made Clara uncomfortable, but she enjoyed it. Even if they hated her, they were helpless.

Clara glanced down and saw the paper in Laura's hand, reaching out to snatch it. "Clara, give it back!"

Laura's face showed panic as she stood up and reached out to grab it.

Clara smugly stepped back a few steps and kicked Laura's calf with her high heel, hard

and fast. Caught off guard, Laura fell to the ground.

Laura instinctively covered her stomach, her face turning pale.

Clara glanced indifferently, then looked down at the paper. It was Laura's name, and

the result was pregnancy.

Three and a half weeks pregnant, which matched the night at the bar.

Clara put the paper in her bag and looked at Laura on the ground with contempt,

whispering, "Now your broken body is ruined. Let's see how you compete with me for Desmond. Laura, this is what you get for crossing me."

With that, Clara walked away.