Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 30: Chapter 30
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Looking at the increasingly devilish Meridith, Georgia missed the sweet, lovely little girl from back then.
"Describing the Nickell family's prince as a fly—only you, Meridith, could say that," she smiled.
Meridith swiftly dragged the knocked-out Marlone into the car, then dusted off her hands. "Georgia, congrats on winning the competition!"
Seeing Meridith's bewitching smile, Georgia was utterly speechless. "You came all the way just to say congrats?"
Meridith awkwardly pointed at the unconscious Marlone in the car. "And to teach this pesky fly a lesson."
"Fine! Now scram after the lesson!" Georgia was helpless.
At that, Meridith grinned. "Okay, I'm leaving, alright?"
She glanced deeply at the hospital building, secretly noting a name: Noelle Faulkner.
As for Marlone, he woke up in the police station. Feeling the big bump on his head, he winced in pain. Only then did he realize his car had been illegally parked, and the traffic police found him unconscious inside when they came to issue a ticket.
Recalling the last face he saw before being knocked out was Georgia, Marlone clenched his fists, gritting his teeth. "Georgia, you better watch out!"
Georgia came to the ward, and somehow, Phillip was in a particularly good mood today.
When he saw Georgia's arm wrapped with a bandage, he said bluntly, "Forget it. Can't even treat your own injury, and you have the nerve to treat others? Humph! Showing off."
Hearing Phillip's sarcastic words, Georgia helplessly removed the bandage and treated her wrist herself.
From morning until now, the hospital had been buzzing about Georgia's Art of 72 Needles during today's competition.
Even the official website of Saylor Hospital saw a surge in traffic.
Just after finishing treating her wrist, Georgia got a call. She looked at the caller ID—it was her uncle Victor, who had taken over the Murray Group.
Georgia answered with a sneer as Victor's voice came through the phone. "Georgia! I saw your match today.
"The whole family is proud of you, especially your sister Cora—she couldn't be happier."
'Cora would be happy for me? What a joke!' Georgia said inwardly.
Not wanting to listen to Victor's fake pleasantries anymore, she directly asked, "What do you want?"
Surprised by how direct Georgia was now, Victor was momentarily thrown off his game.
"Well... Grandma heard that you divorced and has been worried about you ever since. It's Saturday tomorrow, so Grandma wants you and your dad to come home for a get-together and celebrate your win yesterday."
'Grandma misses me? Yeah right! Everyone knows Grandma favors Uncle Victor's family; otherwise, Dad wouldn't have been forced to bring them into the company years ago.
'Fox praying over chickens? Pure bullshit agenda!' she thought to herself.
But thinking about how Victor took what belonged to Dad, she agreed anyway.
Victor didn't expect such an easy agreement from Georgia; he gave an okay sign towards Cora and her mom.
After hanging up, Georgia narrowed her eyes slightly—time to face Victor's family again.
The next day, Georgia finally slept in late. Unbeknownst to her, things were already heating up online.
A headline read: [The Art of 72 Needles comes from Georgie's book On Traditional Medicine Acupuncture.]
Once this news broke was spread by someone claiming they were also a medical researcher, it went viral online.
Many medical professionals went back to check the book and found that the Art of 72 Needles was indeed mentioned there.
But yesterday during the competition, Georgia clearly said it was self-invented.
Then, more active medical workers compared videos of Georgia's performance with descriptions in "On Traditional Medicine Acupuncture," finding that her techniques matched exactly but were executed better in practice.
Now, everyone knew that there were suspicions of plagiarism regarding Georgia's so-called self-invention.
Her reputation was ruined utterly.
"Describing the Nickell family's prince as a fly—only you, Meridith, could say that," she smiled.
Meridith swiftly dragged the knocked-out Marlone into the car, then dusted off her hands. "Georgia, congrats on winning the competition!"
Seeing Meridith's bewitching smile, Georgia was utterly speechless. "You came all the way just to say congrats?"
Meridith awkwardly pointed at the unconscious Marlone in the car. "And to teach this pesky fly a lesson."
"Fine! Now scram after the lesson!" Georgia was helpless.
At that, Meridith grinned. "Okay, I'm leaving, alright?"
She glanced deeply at the hospital building, secretly noting a name: Noelle Faulkner.
As for Marlone, he woke up in the police station. Feeling the big bump on his head, he winced in pain. Only then did he realize his car had been illegally parked, and the traffic police found him unconscious inside when they came to issue a ticket.
Recalling the last face he saw before being knocked out was Georgia, Marlone clenched his fists, gritting his teeth. "Georgia, you better watch out!"
Georgia came to the ward, and somehow, Phillip was in a particularly good mood today.
When he saw Georgia's arm wrapped with a bandage, he said bluntly, "Forget it. Can't even treat your own injury, and you have the nerve to treat others? Humph! Showing off."
Hearing Phillip's sarcastic words, Georgia helplessly removed the bandage and treated her wrist herself.
From morning until now, the hospital had been buzzing about Georgia's Art of 72 Needles during today's competition.
Even the official website of Saylor Hospital saw a surge in traffic.
Just after finishing treating her wrist, Georgia got a call. She looked at the caller ID—it was her uncle Victor, who had taken over the Murray Group.
Georgia answered with a sneer as Victor's voice came through the phone. "Georgia! I saw your match today.
"The whole family is proud of you, especially your sister Cora—she couldn't be happier."
'Cora would be happy for me? What a joke!' Georgia said inwardly.
Not wanting to listen to Victor's fake pleasantries anymore, she directly asked, "What do you want?"
Surprised by how direct Georgia was now, Victor was momentarily thrown off his game.
"Well... Grandma heard that you divorced and has been worried about you ever since. It's Saturday tomorrow, so Grandma wants you and your dad to come home for a get-together and celebrate your win yesterday."
'Grandma misses me? Yeah right! Everyone knows Grandma favors Uncle Victor's family; otherwise, Dad wouldn't have been forced to bring them into the company years ago.
'Fox praying over chickens? Pure bullshit agenda!' she thought to herself.
But thinking about how Victor took what belonged to Dad, she agreed anyway.
Victor didn't expect such an easy agreement from Georgia; he gave an okay sign towards Cora and her mom.
After hanging up, Georgia narrowed her eyes slightly—time to face Victor's family again.
The next day, Georgia finally slept in late. Unbeknownst to her, things were already heating up online.
A headline read: [The Art of 72 Needles comes from Georgie's book On Traditional Medicine Acupuncture.]
Once this news broke was spread by someone claiming they were also a medical researcher, it went viral online.
Many medical professionals went back to check the book and found that the Art of 72 Needles was indeed mentioned there.
But yesterday during the competition, Georgia clearly said it was self-invented.
Then, more active medical workers compared videos of Georgia's performance with descriptions in "On Traditional Medicine Acupuncture," finding that her techniques matched exactly but were executed better in practice.
Now, everyone knew that there were suspicions of plagiarism regarding Georgia's so-called self-invention.
Her reputation was ruined utterly.
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