This is not an issue you need to worry about.

Charlotte was ying the recorder in her phone, listening to the conversation in the office, word for word, without missing a single detail.

The people in the lounge suddenly fell silent.

Caroline’s face suddenly looked ugly, and she clenched her hands tightly.

Was she fooled bagain/b?

This bastard actually recorded it!

Lucas’s whole bface /bwas as hard and smelly bas /ba rock in a pit, Charlotte, you-

No way, ever since Mr. Thorne transferred me to my current position for the first time, I suspected something was up. Charlotte casually put away her phone, raised an eyebrow, and then hit him where it hurt, “I heard you’re nning to run for the next dean, so you’re trying to get close to Mr. Hamilton, that’s why you deliberately made things difficult for bme /bfor someone else, right?”

The “someone” in her mouth was understood by everyone present.

Caroline suppressed the panic in her eyes, Dr. Sutton, this is nder, L… I have no rtionship with Mr. Thorne, you don’t need to drag me into thisb!/bb” /bLucas’s shin was soaked with sweat.

Did she hear what was bsaid /bto Ms. Warren in the ward that day?

Charlotte saw the other person speechless band /bughed, I guess I was right, no wonder…”

Unfortunately, you miscalcted. Whether I continue to work at Boston Medical Center is not important. Even if Mr. Hamilton wants to support byou/b,

it doesn’t matter to me. Those with good abilities can take my ce. I hope you can quickly find someone to rece me”

After all, there were only two months left.

Charlotte smiled and walked out of the lounge without looking back.

Lucas stood there awkwardly, feeling like he had lost faceb, /band he couldn’t bear to stay any longerb, /bso he turned and left. bCaroline /balso left.

In the corridor, the fierceness in her eyes intensified.