“I’ve told you this a thousand times, but you insist on targeting Henry over and over. I stopped you from checking the surveillance footage because I didn’t want you to lose your mind again! I never imagined you’d start slandering Henry with disgusting rumors—let alone abuse your power to send him to Africa!”
Her usually cold and composed voice was now trembling with anger, each breath ragged and heavy.
I simply asked her, “You rushed off in such a hurry—was it really for a flying-in surgery?”
“Was Henry’s social media post truly because some drunk patient’s family forced you all to play a game?”
“Or did you just want to get away fast... so you could go on a Disneyland date with your precious little protégé?”
On the other end, her breathing abruptly stopped.
There was a brief silence—two seconds at most— then her voice softened, carefully composed.
“What nonsense are you talking about? That’s not true. Are you… having one of your delusions again?”