A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 583
The more Wendy looked at the file, the more doubtful she became. Wendy thought about it for a while, and she called her friend who was working at the hospital.
Her friend was a Jadeborough University graduate sponsored by the Greenes, but they were smart, and they got into the university through their own effort.
After the call went through, Wendy said, “Hi, Wendy here.”
“Ah, Ms. Greene. It’s rare getting a call from you. Do you feel unwell?”
“I have something to ask. Is the one who treated Soir Coffee’s customer a lady about the same age as me?”
“A girl?” Her friend thought about it and shook her head. “I didn’t take part in that surgery, but the top doctors in Chanaea did. The oldest one is my classmate. He’s a guy.”
Wendy kept quiet for a moment. “Can you give me his number then?”
“Sure. I’ll hit him up and give you his number.”
Wendy’s friend worked fast. The moment she got back to Jadeborough, she already got the number. Once she added his number to her contacts, the man texted, ‘Hi, Ms. Greene. Anything I can help with?’
Wendy gave him a voice call. Once that went through, she said, “Hi, Dr. Ziegler. I’m Vinson’s friend. This is
about the patient from Soir Coffee. If it’s possible, may I know if a girl roughly at the age to be in university took part in it?”
Zachary paused for a moment, then he asked reflexively, “Are you talking about Arielle?”
Wendy’s heart sank. “Yep. Was she the one who handled the surgery? Or was she only helping?”
“Her?” Zachary scoffed. “She knows barely anything. If it weren’t for the serum she got from god knows where, she couldn’t have cured the patient.”
Wendy heaved a sigh of relief. So she wasn’t the one who cured the customer. She just got the serum. And here I thought she’s a pro.
Wendy finally smiled again. “I see. Thank you, Dr. Ziegler,” she said kindly. “Call me if you need anything.”
Zachary knew who Wendy was thanks to his friend, so he answered happily, “Sure. Call me if you need anything as well. I’m not a bad doctor myself.”
“See you around then.”
“Of course.”
The call ended there and then, but Wendy felt refreshed. I knew it. A bumpkin like her couldn’t be so skillful. She can play the piano just because she has some talent, just like her math skills.
Wendy put her phone down and went to the lecture hall.
At the same time, Arielle was at General Hospital, waiting for the patient to finish the IV infusion, while Carter was looking through the Soir Coffee victims’ files.
Suddenly, Carter clapped his hands. “I found it!”
Arielle looked at him. “You found the mastermind?”
“You can say so. Never thought it’d be her though. Looks like I have to tell dad to call for a family meeting.” Carter’s face fell. If looks could freeze, the whole ward would have been frozen.
