Afterwards, they posted the video online to help Bethany throw dirty water on her head.
“Everyone, if you want to take a number, it's over here.” A voice as gentle as jade sounded.
I looked at Pierre who was walking towards me, with coldness in my eyes.
Pierre was the forensic doctor of the police force, responsible for autopsies and other work.
“Estella, you can finally work the next early shift.” He looked at me with a smile, “Bethany, thank you so much for allowing me and Estella to spend some time alone together.”
Pierre pretended to be affectionate and tried to smooth things over for Bethany.
I looked at him with a half-smile and a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes.
“Pierre, what do you mean?” I asked innocently.
“Estella, I'm just afraid they’ll embarrass you. You know the doctor-patient relationship is very tense right now.
“Now these patients are incited and emotional. It would be bad if they do something extreme,” Pierre tried to explain as if he cared about me.
I looked at his affectionate face and if I had not experienced this in my previous life, I would have almost believed it.
Pierre was a cunning fox, but he was not embarrassed at all.