Chapter 112
These words seemed like a retreat, but every syllable hinted that someone had harmed her, and that Jarred knew the truth but was covering for them.
Helena’s brow furrowed tightly.
She looked at her son, then at Celeste, her lips moving as if to ask something, but she was silenced by a single glare from Eleanor.
Eleanor tapped her cane against the floor again.
“Fine, don’t say it then p>
She turned her head and glanced toward the corner of the room.
A bodyguard in a black suit immediately stepped forward, walking over to Eleanor and bowing his head.
Eleanor turned slightly, her lips close to his ear, and whispered a few words.
The bodyguard’s expression hardened, and he turned, pushed his way through the crowd, and quickly disappeared down the end of the hallway.
In less than ten minutes, the bodyguard returned.
Behind him followed seven or eight doctors and nurses—the entire medical staff who had participated in the rescue mission.
The onlookers in the hallway gasped, instinctively taking a few steps back, their faces filled with shock.
No one expected the Sterling matriarch to be so ruthlessly decisive, bringing all the participants directly to the room.
What was she planning to do?
Sienna’s pupils constricted, staring into the hospital room in disbelief.
The bodyguard bowed respectfully to Eleanor. “Ma’am, all the medical staff from the rescue mission that day have been brought here, except for Ms. Sloan, who is currently hospitalized p>
Eleanor hummed in acknowledgment.
She rolled her wheelchair forward a couple of steps, stopping in front of the line of medical personnel.
Those aged eyes slowly swept across each person’s face, as if scrutinizing and weighing their worth.
The air in the hospital room felt like it had turned to concrete.
Even Celeste’s crying intentionally quieted down.
“Everyone, I brought you here today for one simple reason. I just want to ask about one thing p>
Eleanor’s voice was unhurried, as if she were making casual conversation.
“The specialist just said that Celeste’s leg is in very bad shape, and the main culprit is that she suffered a heavy blow after the initial injury p>
Hearing this, the line of medical staff looked shocked, turning their eyes to Celeste on the bed one after another.
Eleanor observed every single person’s expression. “I believe that among you, someone must have witnessed exactly what happened.
Whoever knows what this heavy blow was all about, just tell the truth. The Sterlings will ensure you remain completely untouched p>
As soon as the words fell, the medical staff looked at each other in dismay, their faces filled with total bewilderment.
Only Lynn Zeller violently flinched, the sheer panic in her eyes impossible to hide. She dropped her head even lower, practically burying it into her chest.
Eleanor’s gaze was as sharp as a hawk’s; she immediately caught Lynn’s abnormal reaction.
Her eyes locked onto her, and Lynn’s body visibly trembled.
The air instantly grew thick with tension, and everyone’s eyes focused squarely on Lynn.
Eleanor maneuvered her wheelchair right in front of Lynn, a chilling smile creeping onto her lips. “Little girl, what are you panicking for? It seems you know the inside story p>
Lynn was trembling from head to toe, shaking her head frantically. “I… I don’t… I don’t know anything p>
“You don’t know?” Eleanor sneered, her eyes falling on the intern name tag pinned to the girl’s chest, her contempt growing even more obvious.
“Then you should know who I am, right p>
She rolled her wheelchair another half foot forward, a cold smirk on her lips. “Never mind this hospital—even in the Capital, if I want someone to disappear from the medical field, it only takes one word.
If you know what’s good for you, spit out everything you know. Otherwise, don’t even think about wearing that white coat ever again in your life p>
Lynn’s face went as pale as a sheet of paper. She hurriedly bowed, her voice thick with tears. “I’m sorry, Eleanor, I was foolish to offend you, but I really don’t know any inside story. Please let me go p>