The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Just A Fraud

At the entrance of the hospital room, all eyes turned to Brenna, many filled with skepticism and condescension.

There were five doctors, four men and one woman, all wearing badges that identified them as chief physicians. The male doctors, all in their forties or older, were experienced professionals in internal medicine.

Standing nearby were two nurses–one a head nurse, the other a junior nurse. Among the seven individuals who seemed to be family members, two were young adults in their twenties, while the rest were middle–aged men in their fifties. Their attire was casual, but the quality of the fabric hinted at wealth and status.

A name badge on the young female doctor read “Chief Physician–Lindsay Cohen“.

Lindsay studied Brenna critically. The young woman before her, dressed fashionably, looked more suited for an office than a hospital ward. Though her face was partially hidden behind a mask, her striking eyes and good figure showed her beauty.

“These days, anyone can claim to be an expert, huh?” Lindsay scoffed at Brenna, crossing her arms. “Some people will do anything for ten million dollars.”

Everyone in the room knew about the Mitchell family’s offer–a hefty reward to hire a top specialist for Vincent’s treatment. They had all assumed the expert, Cuthbert’s renowned student, would be a seasoned male doctor, likely in his fifties, balding, and carrying decades of experience.

The idea that someone in her early twenties could be the renowned student of Cuthbert was absurd to them.

They believed at such a young age, Brenna likely hadn’t even completed her university studies, let alone acquired the level of medical expertise required for such a complex case.

“You expect us to believe you’re the student of Cuthbert? Do you think the Mitchell family is full of fools? You really thought you could just show up, claim to be Cuthbert’s student, and walk away with ten million?” Lindsay sneered, rolling her eyes.

Brenna met her gaze calmly. “I am Cuthbert’s student,” she said.

Laughter erupted among the group of people.

One doctor, a man in his fifties, let out the loudest chuckle. Brenna glanced at his name tag–Landen Scott.

“Miss, do you even know where you are?” Landen sneered. “At your age, you probably can’t even diagnose a cold, let alone handle such a case. Do you even know what a cerebral hemorrhage is? You probably haven’t even graduated from medical school.”

The head nurse gave Brenna a pitying look. “You should leave. This is a top–tier hospital. Only graduates from elite medical schools get the chance to train here. If you don’t leave now, we’ll have to call security.”

Brenna sighed, already losing patience. “I don’t have time to waste on this. Christopher brought me here. He has studied alongside me before. Besides, what does age have to do with skill?”

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Chapter 21 Just A Fraud

Lindsay let out a sharp laugh. “Christopher brought you here? Then where is he now? Why isn’t he with you here? In my opinion, you’re just a fraud.”

The head nurse, clearly tired of the argument, called for security

“I’ll call Christopher now.” Brenna frowned, reaching for her phone. But the moment she dialed, her call went unanswered. Christopher was in surgery, saving a car accident victim, and his phone was in his locker.

Seeing Brenna’s failed attempt, the crowd erupted into more laughter, with Lindsay smirking triumphantly “See? I knew she was a fraud! Just another scam artist hoping to get money from the Mitchell family, she sed

At that moment, two security guards arrived. Lindsay pointed at Brenna “Get her out of here before the real student of Mr. Pierce arrives.”

Brenna shot a cold glare at the approaching guards. “Don’t touch me. I can walk on my own.”

Landen, clearly enjoying the moment, pointed at Brenna as he said, “Do you even know who the patient is? Mr. Mitchell isn’t just anyone–he’s a retired military commander. Even we aren’t fully qualified to treat him, and yet you, at your age, think you are? What does that make us, then?”