"It’s me," Claire North said. "I called to tell you something: Wanda Woods was caught by Uncle Hawthorne and is currently detained at The Veridian Institute of Medicine. If you don’t care whether she lives or dies, you can pretend you never received this call."
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Raina North stared at the hung-up phone, her face gradually turning cold, like it was covered in frost.
She called over Casper North and Shea, gave some instructions, and then left with her phone.
Casper North and Shea followed her to the door of the hospital room, watching Raina North’s departing figure. Casper couldn’t help but shake his head and say, "Shea, why do some people refuse to live properly?"
Shea didn’t hesitate to reply, "Probably because they’re despicable. Nowadays, we lack everything except despicable people."
Raina North parked her car in the parking lot in front of The Veridian Institute of Medicine. As soon as she got out of the car, she was suddenly surrounded tightly by a group of reporters.
"Raina North is here. Everyone, charge!"
"Don’t let her escape!"
Raina North looked at the reporters rushing over with long and short guns, her already sullen face turning as cold as if it was covered in frost.
Claire North had called her to The Veridian Institute of Medicine. The fact that these reporters could coincidentally block her at the entrance meant someone must have tipped them off.
This person could only be Claire North.
"Raina North, you’re instructing two children to poison The Little Hawthorne Prince. Aren’t you afraid that when the children grow up, they’ll learn your sinister methods and never be able to lift their heads?"
"You’re also a pharmacist, engaged in the profession of healing and saving lives. Yet you use your knowledge to harm people, even such a small child. Doesn’t your conscience hurt? Or do you simply have no conscience?"
"Raina North, be honest. Is someone directing you to do this, or are you using this opportunity to take revenge on someone?"
"I’m more concerned about The Little Hawthorne Prince’s condition. Can you tell us what you’ve done to such a young child? And President Hawthorne, we’ve heard you’re testing drugs on living people under the guise of saving The Little Hawthorne Prince. Is that true?"
"We’ve heard you don’t even have a pharmacist’s license, so you have no qualification to make drugs and save people. Are you engaging in reckless actions with fatal consequences? And that anti-cancer drug which earned you the title of a detective, is it also stolen from others through some other means?"
Raina North took a deep breath: "Thank you all for your attention on a little-known person like me. I know you have many questions, but since it involves confidentiality, I cannot answer them. As for accusing me of reckless actions with fatal consequences... you shouldn’t say such things lightly, otherwise, I will definitely sue you for defamation. Don’t think I’m joking, I, Raina North, never joke about such things, and the recordings on your devices will be my best evidence."
These firm words instantly ignited the reporters’ anger.
"Raina North, how dare you say such things?"
"Hand over The Little Hawthorne Prince! As citizens with a conscience, we cannot just watch you harm people without doing anything!"
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The shouting grew louder and louder, each angry person almost acting like Raina North had dug up their family’s graves.
Some people at The Veridian Institute of Medicine who hadn’t yet left work were attracted to the scene, joining the accusations against Raina North.
With their support, those reporters were suddenly energized, looking as though they wanted to tear Raina North apart.
For a moment, the scene was extremely chaotic.