Chapter 140 Promotion List Finalized

Ursula's expression soured instantly. With the family's finances tight, why was her husband

splurging on expensive alcohol? Did he even consider her and the children?

"Madeline, are you mistaken? Julio always comes straight home after work. He doesn't frequent bars or similar places!" Ursula defended her husband. "He loves me and our children very much. Don't spread rumors about him."

"Ursula, just dismiss it as hearsay from me." Madeline smiled cryptically. "The gifts I've given have never been retumed. How about we have a meal together and reminisce about our sisterly bond?"

Zara replied icily, "I've informed my husband that I'll be having dinner at home. Let's arrange to meet another time. Based on your demeanor, it seems you'll be staying in Glophia for a while longer. Her words indicated her disinterest in further interaction.

Ursúla also declined, "My children are waiting for me to cook for them. Perhaps another time. I'll take my leave now."

Two minutes later, both Zara and Ursula departed, leaving Madeline alone in the mall. She gripped her phone, anticipating a call from Derek, who was aware she was at the mall but hadn't bothered to inquire about how she would get home. Worse, he had just scolded her over her spending a few hundred thousand. Derek, whom she knew from the past, wasn't like this.

Suddenly, Madeline pondered Zara's and Ursula's situations. Zara, aware of her husband's infidelity, lived a carefree and lavish life due to her husband's wealth. Conversely, Ursula, married to an average man, grappled with everyday trivialities, resulting in poor mental well- being.

Contemplating the Carter family's diminished wealth and Derek's altered demeanor, Madeline gnawed on her lip, grappling fiercely with inner turmoil. Derek, regardless of her actions, would love her eternally. Thus, why shouldn't she fight for her own happiness?

Meanwhile, in Norah's villa, Norah swung open the door to the guest room. "The bedding has just been replaced. Joanna stayed here previously. If it's not to your liking, I can arrange for a different room."

"That's fine. I'm only staying for one night, Susanna remarked.

Susanna placed her bag on the bedside table, noticing the pajamas and toiletries laid out.

"Norah, your house is really spacious. Isn't it too big for just one person?"

Norah nodded with a smile. Truth be told, she owned more than just this property. She also had smaller apartments that were suitable for living alone. She opted to live in Dreamview Villas to avoid Derek.

Dreamview Villas was known for its top-notch security. Only residents could access it. Following the divorce, Norah opted to reside here to avoid any interference from Derek and Madeline.

The villa was mostly empty, with only her presence. She arranged for a housekeeper to maintain regular cleaning, resulting in the place often being deserted.

"Don't worry. I'm here for you. I might drop by from time to time, Norah." Susanna obediently smiled, her face mirroring Sean's, prompting Norah to mind wandering. In Sean's villa, there seemed to be a room reserved just for her. After spending some time there on different occasions, that room began to reflect her presence.

"Norah, since we're good friends now, can you reserve a room for me? Just like Sean has one for you, I can stay over when I visit. Susanna looked up at Norah with pleading eyes.

"Sure." Norah had plenty of rooms to spare, so accommodating Susanna wasn't an issue. She found that having more people around made the house feel more vibrant. "This room was recently made up. You can stay tonight. Let me guide you to another room," she offered warmly.

Once Susanna selected a room, Norah promised Susanna that on her next visit, the room would have fresh linens.

As for the gift Norah mentioned, she didn't just talk. She retrieved a vacuum-sealed buckwheat pillow from the wardrobe. "I've noticed you occasionally struggle to sleep. Here's a buckwheat pillow I crafted myself. It's quite effective for inducing sleep."

Though not costly, it was imbued with sentiment.

Accepting it, Susanna noticed several more pillows in the wardrobe and quipped, "Norah, are you giving me a pair because good things come in twos?"

Norah agreed, "Alright. I'll give you two. Just make sure to alternate between them."

Susanna happily carried the two pillows back to her room.

In her spare time, Norah found pleasure in hands-on activities, particularly crafting useful items. Given her expertise in medicine, she often created items like the buckwheat pillow, which proved beneficial for individuals struggling with insomnia.

As time elapsed, the sun gradually ascended from the horizon.

In the Cardiac Surgery Department, as Norah began her morning shift, Jamison summoned her

and said, "You don't have any surgeries scheduled at the moment. The promotion list for

attending physicians has been finalized. An additional slot was created for the Cardiac Surgery

Department, so both you and Dr. Padilla are included in the promotion list."

"Okay, thank you, Jamison."

With the promotion slots for attending physicians confirmed, Norah returned to her office, maintaining a casual smile despite Jolie's scrutinizing gaze.

"Dr. Austin, why do you always keep an eye on me?" Norah inquired.

Jolie was blunt. "Dr. Wilson, what did Jamison discuss with you just now?"

Jolie wondered whether it was about the promotion slots for attending physicians. Considering her anonymous complaint letter against Norah, the slot should have been reserved for Baylor, correct?

Moreover, before having a talk with Norah, Jamison had called for Baylor, who returned with a beaming expression, obviously indicating good news. Jolie assumed the issue of promoting attending physicians seemed settled.

With all these thoughts in mind, Jolie had inquired of Norah simply to gain pleasure from Norah's reaction. After all, in her book, Norah was skilled at pretending. Would Norah shed tears if she failed to secure the promotion?

Jolie meticulously scrutinized Norah's facial expressions, ensuring not to overlook any nuances.

"Just some work stuff to talk with Jamison. You'll find out soon enough, Dr. Austin." Norah retrieved the notebook from the desk. "If you have some spare time, Dr. Austin, you could utilize the time to delve into the patients' conditions. I'll go on the rounds now. Goodbye."

Jolie, filled with bitterness, clenched her teeth as she questioned Baylor, "Dr. Padilla, did Jamison summon you regarding the attending physician's promotion? Did he indicate that it's for you?"

Jamison hadn't briefed Baylor on the three available slots. Baylor was caught up in the excitement of the forthcoming promotion. "Yes, Jamison informed me that it's for me."

Jolie scomfully watched Norah's back. What was Norah pretending for? Did Norah believe she had secured the promotion? Without Gil's backdoor approach, would Norah possess such advantageous resources? Did Norah genuinely think she could seize the attending physician's promotion slot as a newcomer? It seemed implausible!

Immersed in her assumption, Jolie grasped the efficiency of the director's office was truly commendable. They had swiftly addressed her complaint letter.

Jolie proudly reflected on this as she followed Norah on her rounds, notebook in hand. It was slightly disappointing not to witness Norah breaking down, but she had become accustomed to Norah's seemingly composed demeanor. Would Norah seek out a secluded spot to cry in private?

Jolie pondered with anticipation as she searched for Norah during the rounds.