Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1243

Sabrina copied the report ahead of time, without a second thought.

Some people believed her without question, and immediately started singing her praises.

“No wonder she’s Old Mr. Stevenson’s granddaughter—Victor’s family is just full of prodigies! She’s amazing! Victor must be so proud!”

“She’s young, talented, a rising star in medicine. Dr. Stevenson is absolutely the brightest hope of her generation!”

But not everyone was convinced.

Everyone knew Sabrina’s abilities—since when did she get so good? Could she really have figured out the cure’s formula? Yeah, right.

But because of who Sabrina was, no one dared say anything out loud. If you wanted to survive in the medical world, you didn’t make an enemy of her.

So the room was filled with praise for Sabrina.

She just soaked it up, her face glowing with pride, acting like she’d actually discovered the cure herself.

After stealing Elysia’s credit, Sabrina went to find Benjamin.

“Give me your friend’s number,” she demanded.

Benjamin had just heard about Sabrina stealing the credit, and he was honestly disgusted. He forced himself to stay calm. “Why do you need it?”

“Personal business,” she replied curtly. “None of your concern.”

“Uh-huh. And what kind of personal business?”

She rolled her eyes. “I said it’s private, okay?”

Sabrina shoved a piece of paper at him. “Don’t go thinking I stole your friend’s work. I’d already figured out the formula before she handed it in. Here’s my own notes. See for yourself.”

Benjamin glanced at the paper, lips pressed in a thin line.

He didn’t need to look twice to spot her little trick.

He knew Elysia wasn’t interested in fame or credit, and honestly, he couldn’t be bothered arguing with Sabrina. He just said flatly, “You don’t need to explain yourself. It’s not like you invented a cure that wiped out the virus for good. My friend really doesn’t care.”

A few minutes later, Elysia’s phone rang again—this time, an unknown number.

She knew it was Sabrina. She leaned against her headboard and answered. “Hello?”

Sabrina got straight to the point. “This is Sabrina. We met at the hospital today.”

“I know. What’s up?”

“Tomorrow morning, come to the hospital. I’m giving you a chance to work with me on the virus research. If we succeed, I’ll recommend you for membership in the Medical & Pharmaceutical Association.”

Sabrina’s tone was pure charity—a queen bestowing favors.

Elysia understood exactly what she was doing.

Work together? If they succeeded, all the credit would go to Sabrina—just like this time with the cure’s ingredients.

Elysia didn’t reject her outright. Instead, she asked, “Will you let me take the virus samples to my own lab for independent research?”