Chapter 611

“You finally arrived,” Melody said with a half-smile, watching Regina burst into the hospital room, accusing her in front of Oliver.

Regina shivered involuntarily at Melody’s gaze and couldn’t help but feel frustrated.

Even though she and Melody were about the same age, every encounter with her left Regina feeling an inexplicable pressure.

Taking a deep breath, Regina forced her unease down and ignored Melody’s comment.

She turned back to Oliver and continued, “Mr. Wallrich, this woman has a terrible reputation outside. She even sent her own mother to prison and ended up being kicked out by her family. You mustn’t believe a word she says.”

Oliver looked at Melody with shock. “Sent her own mother to prison? There are people this malicious in the world?”

Seeing this, Charlotte quickly added fuel to the fire. “Grandpa, I told you she’s not a good person. Why won’t you believe me? She acts one way in front of you and another behind your back. She’s clearly the most likely person to have poisoned Grandma.”

Oliver’s gaze darkened. He grabbed Melody from the bedside and said, “Don’t come any closer to my wife.” He stepped in front of Melody and asked the head nurse, “Have you called the police?”

The head nurse nodded quickly. “Yes, the police should be on their way.”

“Good.” Oliver nodded and glared coldly at Melody. “You can’t escape. You’d better pray nothing happens to my wife, or I will use all my resources to ensure you never leave prison.”

Oliver’s daughter, Dahlia Wallrich, was extremely anxious. “Dad, I can vouch for Miss Fox. She isn’t the person they’re making her out to be.”

Oliver frowned slightly. “Dahlia, you’re kind-hearted and haven’t seen many bad people. It’s easy for you to be deceived by her. I understand why you’re speaking up for her, but please, stop.”

Dahlia tried to continue defending Melody, but she was distracted when her daughter, frightened by Oliver’s stern expression, began to cry loudly.

As a mother, Dahlia immediately turned her attention to soothing her child, cooing softly to calm her down.

At that moment, Miranda’s heart rate plummeted again, falling to abnormal levels.

The heart rate monitor began emitting a loud, persistent alarm.

The doctors quickly mobilized their efforts to save her, but not only did their actions prove ineffective, Miranda began to vomit blood uncontrollably.

“Miranda!” Oliver, now ignoring Melody completely, rushed to the bedside and grasped Miranda’s hand. “Miranda, hold on. Trust me. You’ll be alright. They will save you.”

But Miranda had lost all consciousness and could not hear Oliver’s words.

With veins bulging on his forehead, Oliver shouted angrily, “Are you all useless? Save her, now!”

The doctors had exhausted all their methods, but none seemed to work. As Miranda’s condition worsened, they dared not try anything further for fear of making things worse.

In fact, it was strange. The more intensive their efforts, the worse her condition seemed to become.

Seeing the doctors growing increasingly desperate, Oliver’s frustration turned into fury. “Are you deaf? If Miranda dies, I’ll fire all of you!”

Faced with Oliver’s rage, the doctors continued their efforts, but as anticipated, Miranda’s condition deteriorated further, her heart nearing the point of complete failure.

Melody, seeing the dire situation, clenched her teeth and stepped forward. “Let me try.”

She knew that intervening now would only increase Oliver’s suspicions about her, but she couldn’t stand by and do nothing while the patient’s life was in danger.

However, Oliver blocked her once again. “Don’t move.”

Melody’s brow furrowed. “Oliver, think this through. If I don’t step in now, your wife might not make it.”

“Don’t try to fool me. You just want to stop them from saving Miranda to cover up your poisoning,” he said.

Regina and Charlotte chimed in from the side. “That’s right.”

Melody’s expression darkened further. “It wasn’t me who poisoned her.”

“If it wasn’t you, then who else has both the motive and the means? You’re the head of Herbathrive. Creating poison would be a breeze for you. Let me tell you. You will get what’s coming to you,” she cursed.

“You…” Melody was angry.

“Miss Fox,” Rodney said, pulling at Melody’s sleeve with a pained expression. “Although I don’t want to see the patient die either, they’re all saying it’s you. Maybe you should just leave it to fate.”

“No,” Melody replied with unusual firmness.

Aside from the teachings her mentor had instilled in her, which forbade her from ignoring such situations, there was also the matter of the poisoning.

If she didn’t save Miranda, her own suspicions would only grow stronger.

She met Oliver’s gaze. “Your wife has been poisoned in a way that they can’t treat.”

“That’s absurd. If they can’t help her, do you think you can? They’ve been practicing medicine longer than you’ve been alive,” he mocked.

Melody raised her chin defiantly. “I’ve already told you that the poison is unique. I’m the only one here who can treat it.”

“Dad,” Dahlia, ignoring her crying child, said urgently. “Let her give it a try.”

Oliver, however, remained unmoved. “I said no.”

In his view, Melody was the poisoner.

The poisoner would never want to help. Otherwise, that would only make things worse for herself.

At that moment, the heart rate monitor suddenly displayed a flat line.

“Not good,” the doctors exclaimed. “Mr. Wallrich, Mrs. Wallrich’s heart has stopped.”

“Then start the rescue immediately!” Oliver’s face reddened with urgency, but even so, he did not consider letting Melody take over the treatment.

Melody was frustrated.

‘No wonder Charlotte calls Oliver a stubborn old fool. He truly is one,’ she wondered.

But if this dragged on any longer, even if God were to step in, Miranda would be doomed.

Ignoring Oliver’s attitude, she took a step closer to the bedside.

Seeing this, Oliver’s anger flared. He quickly extended his arms to block Melody. “Stop! What do you think you’re doing? I warn you! Don’t you dare do anything to my wife!”

“Get out of the way,” Melody said, pushing Oliver aside.

Oliver stumbled and fell to the ground.

“Grandpa!” Charlotte rushed over to help Oliver up, seizing the opportunity to make herself look good.

Given Oliver’s age, the fall had hurt his lower back, and despite Charlotte’s help, he struggled to stand up.

In his desperation, he ordered the head nurse and a few doctors. “Stop her. Quickly, stop her!”