Chapter 154 The Softhearted Jamison

Silver Boulder Private Hospital.

Jamison got to the hospital in the morning and spotted a document on his desk. Who could have dropped it off so early?

He remembered that Norah had just started a ten-day break, which made him feel a bit uneasy. After she had finally secured the position of the attending physician, why would she decide to take time off?

On his way in, Jamison ran into Gil, who had mentioned that Norah might be going to her father's birthday party today. Known for Norah's affluence outside the hospital, she seemed to thrive within its walls.

Jamison casually started to read the document but was shocked by its content.

The document was a complaint against a doctor, outlining professional misconduct and inappropriate behavior in the hospital. The doctor in question was Jolie.

Jamison quickly flipped to the last page and saw the signature he had anticipated. It was Norah's, unmistakable in its boldness. It looked like Jolie was the one who had sent that anonymous letter to the director's office.

As the head of the Cardiac Surgery Department, his chances for promoting someone were few. Before Norah's arrival, Jamison had been leaning toward promoting Baylor, but Norah's performance had shifted the scales in her direction.

Even without this complaint against Jolie, Jamison wouldn't consider promoting Jolie since Jolie's qualifications and skills in medicine weren't quite up to par.

The information in the document was solid and compelling. Acting on it would certainly mean

Jolie's departure from the hospital.

Holding the document tightly, Jamison thought it over and then decided to call Norah after he put it away.

Norah walked to the corridor and picked up Jamison's call.

"Dr. Wilson, I looked at the document you left for me. I get what you're trying to do, but I have a favor to ask. Could you wait a bit before you hand in the evidence?" Jamison asked.

Norah leaned against the wall in the corridor, looking relaxed. "Hmm, and why's that?”

Emil and Kalel noticed Norah on a call in the corridor. They moved closer quietly, careful to remain polite. Coming from powerful families, they knew better than to be rude in public.

Jamison sounded eamest. "Dr. Austin is really good at her job in the Cardiac Surgery Department. We've been short on doctors lately, and if we lose one more, it's going to make things even tougher for everyone. Since you're not around right now, could we maybe give Dr. Austin another shot?"

He took a momeht before he continued, "It won't change anything for you, and if Dr. Austin has to leave Silver Boulder Private Hospital, finding a new place in Glophia could be really tough for her."

At heart, Jamison was simply kind.

Norah clutched her phone tightly, her voice cool and detached. "I never paid much attention to Jolie's sneaky moves, but now, with yet that complaint letter, if it weren't for my skills and your and Gil's support, I could have lost my job, couldn't I?"

Her statement was nothing but the truth, and Jamison was fully aware of it.

"Well... Dr. Wilson, I'm not excusing Dr. Austin's behavior. What she did was clearly wrong. How about I talk to her and warm her seriously? If she behaves, we can let her keep working in the Cardiac Surgery Department. If she tries anything shady again, you won't even need to tell me. I'll have the paperwork ready before you ask."

Norah understood that Jamison was not one to speak without thinking things through. It

seemed Jolie's days at Silver Boulder Private Hospital were numbered.

"Alright, since you've put it that way, I'll take your word for it. Let's go with your plan." Norah chose to give Jamison this concession, showing him respect.

"Thank you, Dr. Wilson. And please, pass on my happy birthday wishes to your dad."

Norah was stunned. How did Jamison know she was going to the Wilson family's birthday

celebration today? Everyone seemed to think she was a Wilson. That was the common belief.

Norah slid her phone into her purse and looked up, giving Kalel and Emil in front of her an icy stare. "Why do you two keep following me, Mr. Palmer, Mr. Payne?"

"This place is huge. We just ended up walking this way and bumped into you by chance, Miss Wilson. Doesn't that mean we're somehow connected? We're just looking for a friendly chat. We don't mean any harm, Emil said.

Norah glanced at Kalel, noticing his intense stare. "Mr. Payne seems less than eager to chat. His look seems pretty threatening."

Kalel looked away. "Miss Wilson, you're stunning. Can't I take a moment to admire you?"

Norah's thoughts drifted to Jordy, whom she had hit with a bottle. "There's no need for you

two to keep trying. It's not going to happen. Her expression was frosty. "Keep following me,

and I won't be nice."

Norah moved forward when suddenly a little girl clung to her leg.

Dressed in a pink outfit, Shayla looked up, blinking her big eyes, "Auntie…

Norah knelt down, slightly surprised. "Shayla, where's your mom?"

Norah wondered how a two-year-old could wander alone in a crowded banquet hall. It would be problematic if someone mistakenly took her away.

"Daddy... Come... Mommy... Angry... Me... I want... Auntie..." Shayla's words were a bit jumbled, but Norah managed to grasp the gist of it. Shayla's father had showed up. He was the man who had tricked Luna into losing her virginity and becoming pregnant before marriage.

Standing up and holding Shayla's hand, Norah said, "Come on. I'll help you find your dad." She hadn't met Shayla's father before, so this was the perfect chance to see him.

"Okay, let's find daddy!" Shayla couldn't help but smile broadly, feeling close to Norah. Luna, despite her scheming nature, managed to raise Shayla who seemed comfortable with everyone, posing a potent threat of Shayla being kidnapped.

Despite her small age, Shayla easily remembered the route. Walking through the same floor of the hotel and after making a few tums in the corridors, Norah caught Luna's sharp voice.

"Dooley Boyd, you vowed to treat me well for a lifetime, and Shayla is barely two. How could you even think about bringing another woman into her life as a stepmother? I won't accept it!"

"Luna, I need you to hear me out. We don't have feelings for each other anymore. Dragging this out serves no purpose. Now that you're back with your family, take some time to think things over. Once you're ready, we can finalize the divorce. I want to take care of Shayla." Dooley's voice was deep and devoid of emotion, a striking contrast to Luna's heated outburst, which made him seem all the more composed. "I came here just to discuss the divorce with you."

"Have you forgotten the reputation I have in Glophia because of you? So, just because you have no feelings for me now, all my sacrifices mean nothing? Three years of my life, for crying out loud! Think about our child, Dooley. How did we get to this point?" Luna's voice suddenly tumed softer, as she began to beg Dooley to reconsider the divorce.