From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 Not My Problem Anymore

Scarlett’s smile deepened, completely unbothered by the accusations.

She took three slow steps forward, leaned in slightly, and whispered into Martha’s car.

“She only needed two more rounds of herbal supplements, and she would’ve been fully healed.”

Martha’s eyes flew open.

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She was about to press for more, but Scarlett had already straightened up and stepped back to where she had been.

Ignoring Martha’s shock and panic, Scarlett calmly turned her head to look at Jasper.

Her red lips curved slightly.

“There’s a ratio in that medical report that’s been increasing. At this rate, she would’ve met the requirements for medical parole in just a few more months.”

Before Jasper could respond, Martha lunged forward and grabbed Scarlett’s shirt.

“What did you mean by that just now?”

Scarlett replied coolly, “Was I not clear enough?”

It was her herbal supplements that had strengthened Rebecca’s health over the past two years.

And because the Joyner family had treated her so cruelly, the treatment had been incomplete; it wouldn’t be long before Rebecca’s condition started to decline again.

A perfect answer to whether or not she had been the one

She paused. Then her tone chilled.

save Rebecca.

“And by the way, as much as I regret it, I’m still just a med student. I don’t have the qualifications to treat

inmates.”

The Joyner family was stunned.

If her earlier words were a warning, this one went straight for the kill.

She had once been willing to do anything for the Joyner family.

But once her heart was broken, there was no going back.

So even if Rebecca died in prison, she wouldn’t spare her a second glance.

And of all people, Rebecca was the Joyners‘ most beloved.

“You!”

Martha shook with fury, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Scarlett lowered her eyes, looking at her with quiet disdain.

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“Didn’t you just insist I’d slandered Rebecca, Ms. Martha? Then you’d better hurry and sue me. I’ll be waiting for the court summons.”

Martha choked on her own breath. She was genuinely flustered by what had just been said.

But a second later, she collected herself. Scarlett’s just a student. What real skill could she possibly have?

If she could treat Rebecca, then actual experts in the field could certainly do better.

She took a deep breath.

“Heh, since you’re putting it that way, I don’t see any reason to hold onto whatever we had in the past. Just make sure you file soon–I’m graduating in July, and fresh grads have no trouble finding jobs. If I end up moving somewhere far and don’t show up in court, well, that’d be a real shame, wouldn’t it?”

Martha’s face went ashen, like she’d seen a ghost.

She was just about to lash out when Stanley pulled her back.

Then he gently tried to soothe things.

“Scully, I’m sorry. Mom didn’t mean it like that. She’s just… really worried about Rebecca.”

Scarlett almost laughed from disbelief. She pointed in my face and cursed me out, and that’s not what she meant?

She had never seen people with such shameless nerve.

Franklin, seeing how indifferent she remained, narrowed his eyes. His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands.

But moments later, he slowly loosened his grip.

Then spoke in a weighty, sincere tone.

“If Rebecca really did hurt you, the Joyner family won’t let her off easy. But in the end, this is still a family matter. There’s no need to take it to court. How about this, we get Rebecca released first, and I’ll have her apologize to you. How’s that?”

Scarlett couldn’t help but feel a flash of relief.

Relief that she had long since given up on these people.

“The police still need more details from me about the fire. As for Rebecca–maybe go rip up the criminal code instead?”

Her words were sharp, but her tone was soft.

Poised, calm.

A far cry from the timid, eager–to–please girl she used to be.

No one could get a handle on her now.

Martha and Franklin exchanged a glance.

And in each other’s eyes, they saw panic. Something was slipping through their fingers.

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“Scully…”

Oliver’s voice was hoarse.

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