"And suspend the new drug research project with the Hensons. I'm cutting ties with them. Permanently."
Since I was leaving the Henson family behind, I intended to resign from Henson Medical Center as well.
Three days later, I finished the handover.
And ran straight into Nora, who was at the hospital for a checkup.
She took one look at the cardboard box in my arms and let out a soft laugh.
"Amanda. Three years ago, when you destroyed my reputation and got me blacklisted from every medical school in the country—did you ever imagine you'd end up like this?"
"So what if I never became a doctor? I still managed to drive you out of this hospital."
Looking at that smug, gloating face, it all came flooding back.
Three years ago, Nora and I were both graduate students under the same advisor. But she'd been desperate for quick results and secretly purchased unauthorized materials, mixing them into the drugs we were developing.
The entire batch was ruined.
She pinned every last bit of blame on me—the person who'd been on duty with her that day.