The She-Boss Stuns The Billionaires novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Calvin studied Briar curiously.

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have no ant background”

Before Briar arrived, Martin and Louise had hadmouthed her nonstop

Calvin disapproved–while Briar was wrong to hit others, she was far from the “sociopathic mucase” they’d described.

“About that, their opinion doesn’t matter,” Briar vid

Briar clapped his shoulder familiarly, grinning. “Think about it, sir. I’m alrea

arni beld

Calvin was speechless. Sounds like bluffing, he thought.

• killing it in a non–major sport. Imagine what I’d achieve in my

Though he looked like a balding, paunchy middle–aged man, Calvin had a soft spot for students.

Then he said, “Just keep your temper in check, No more fights. Talk to your advisor if you need d help. And apologize to that performing arts

I know it, sir.” Briar nodded quickly.

Calvin glared, “I mean it! Next time, 11 stick you to the campus radio station to read apologies every day.”

“Td better get along soon if there’s nothing else, sir” Briar said

He waved his hand. “Go ahead.”

Before Bria could leave, a white–haired man in a gray shin and gold–rimmed glasses entered,

Though appearing well into his seventies, he was still vigorous, Staff all rose to their feet when they saw him

“Mr. Jefferson,” the department chair said. “you could’ve called–we’d never make you come in person!

Liam nodded. Just need the lab keys. I find them. You guys carry on

Liam turned to search a cabinet but froze, staring at Briar in shock. “You you’re..” Briar looked at him, confused.

“You’re from the International Medical–he continued.

“Hi! I’m Briar Shepherd!” Briar cut him off sharply.

Briar took a deep breath and said. “Freshman in animation at Limond University. Big medical research fan” The word “far” came out through gritted teeth.

Calvin frowned “Is something wrong Mr.

Jefferson?

Liam pointed at Briar. “She” Despite his age, his mind remained sharp–he still placed every face, every name, with unerring precision.

Last year, he witnessed a landmark surgery at the International Medical Research Institute.

The patient–a commander from Struze region’s mercenary base–had 2 gunshot wounds, shattered bones, and a severed arm delivered in a bag

The Struze region appeared on no world map–yet everyone knew its contours 21 districts, each commanded by a figure whose influence shook the international stage.

When a heavyweight from the Strueze underwent surgery, heavily armed men in camouflage gear carrying submachine guns surrounded the entire institute and sealed it off completely.

Yet that surgery was surprisingly led by a young girl. All the world–renowned physicians who had dominated medical circles for decades at the institute stood by her side as assistants.

1 jam, who holds a prestigious status in the medical community, was granted permission to observe the surgery.

Twelve hours of surgery–limb reattachment, artificial bone grafts, organ transplants–and the patient survived, likely without disability.

When it concluded, the young girl removed her mask and hurriedly wheeled the patient into the ICU.

Even with just a single glance, Liam could never forget this prodigiously talented young girl in the medical field.

Bur Calvin had no idea. He looked at Liam in confusion, then turned to Briar. “Me. Jefferson, what Briar uid is true. Is there a problem!”

Liam’s hands trembled, his voice cracking. “M–Ms. Shepherd.. What if what if you joined the National Institute for Medical Research

Chapter 35

“Or we could arrange a visiting professorship with preferential benefits

These words hai Calvin ble a bolt of lightning, leaving him stunned.

Briar also froze for a moment. I finally dawned on her this man must have seen her at the Institute.

Did my face literally scream “Tm a doctor? Was a single encounter at the institute really enough to warrant this?” she mused.

Calvin couldn’t help interjecting. “Mr. Jefferson, you’re joking, right! A young girl like her joining the National Medical Research Institute as A visiting professor!”

“You don’t understand, she–Liam replied.

Briar cut him off, pulse hammering in her throat, “Mr. Jefferson–please. You’ve got the wrong person. I’m nobody.

Just a medical amateur who visited the International Medical Research Institute once. You might have seen me there.”

Liam was speechless for a moment. If he hadn’t witnessed it himself, he might have believed Briar’s words

Tun looking an Briar’s lively expressign now, he hesitated. The face was identical, yet the warmth in her eyes contradicted every memory he had of

At the girl he’d seen in the operating room had been a stark contrast–expressionless, emanating cold hostility.

Her eyes empty and frosty, had held a faint but unmistakable killing intent, as of a blade might fish at any moment

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