Chapter 124

Trinity regarded Elliana’s claims with utter disbelief. How could Barbara, pronounced deceased by leading physicians, possibly retain any spark of life?

“Elliana, would you kindly cease this preposterous speculation?” Trinity orchestrated a performance of genuine worry. “I understand your desperate need to validate yourself and capture Cole’s attention, but death remains irreversible. Regardless of Venacure’s exceptional properties, it cannot resurrect the departed. If such a pharmaceutical miracle existed, society would descend into chaos!”

With an exaggerated exhale, Trinity concluded, “Elliana, this fabrication stretches beyond all credibility!”

Elliana observed Trinity’s theatrical display in contemplative silence, detecting the same calculating undertones she’d previously sensed from Paige. She reflected that manipulative women seemed to materialize wherever she turned.

During her time with the Jones family, Paige had been her adversary, while now, within the Evans household, Trinity assumed that role. She considered herself an unfortunate attractor of such melodrama.

“Trinity, I never suggested Venacure could resurrect the deceased,” Elliana countered, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Trinity’s gaze sharpened. “Then you’re confessing to deception and exploiting Barbara’s remains as a prop?”

Lance interjected heatedly, “Elliana, you’ve transgressed all boundaries! Just because you’re Rosa doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want. The Rosa brand’s got some clout, but it’s nothing compared to the Evans family!”

Elliana directed a measured glance at Lance. He’d perpetually rushed to Trinity’s defense, as though he couldn’t tolerate her experiencing even minimal critique. Evidently, he appeared determined to establish matrimonial connections with Trinity.

Lance, blessed with the Evans family’s distinctive attractiveness, presented a handsome figure, recently graduated with an intellectual aura about him. Perhaps attributable to his tech-industry demeanor, he communicated with particular bluntness.

“Is Elliana really Rosa?” Irene questioned mockingly. “None of us attended the art museum yesterday. All this speculation about Rosa amounts to unsubstantiated gossip. Such a momentous revelation, yet no media coverage today? I’m expressing profound skepticism.” Irene fixed Elliana with a scrutinizing stare.

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“Certain individuals fabricate with remarkable fluency, regardless of how outlandish their assertions become.”

Trinity piled on. “Elliana, we recognize your attempts to secure Cole’s attention, but falsehoods of this magnitude? They pose significant dangers and could potentially entangle the Evans family in controversy.”

The contentious exchange fostered universal uncertainty. Was Elliana really Rosa, or was everything an elaborate charade?

Elliana remained unperturbed by their suspicions. She never concerned herself with others’ acceptance of her Rosa identity. If they rejected her claims, it would actually be a good thing for her, as she wouldn’t feel obligated to offer them preferential pricing for her creations.

Rather than engaging with their provocations, Elliana focused intently on Trinity. “Trinity, let’s maintain our focus. Demonstrate your medical expertise now. Provide a diagnosis for Barbara, immediately.”

“But medical professionals already confirmed Barbara’s dead. Why necessitate additional verification?” Trinity retorted.

Elliana released a sardonic laugh. “So, merely because certain mediocre physicians made such an announcement, you didn’t doubt a thing?”

“Are you implying the hospital’s medical staff lacks qualification?”

“Every profession harbors individuals who advance through charm rather than merit. You profess healing abilities, yet with a patient before you, you refuse secondary verification? Where is your professional thoroughness?” Elliana established unwavering eye contact with Trinity, her expression subtly mocking. “Or perhaps, Trinity, you represent those very charlatans, too apprehensive to demonstrate your capabilities before everyone?”

“You…” Trinity faltered, her complexion flushing with indignation.

Lance intervened impulsively. “Elliana, cease these insinuations! Trinity studied under the renowned Professor Sampson at Ublento Medical University. She distinguished herself as his exemplary pupil. This remains common knowledge. You lack standing to question her credentials!”

“Then why does Trinity hesitate to examine Barbara?” Elliana inquired with calculated composure.

Trinity expelled a resigned breath. “Very well, if you insist on involving me in your diversionary tactics, I’ll accommodate your request.” With that declaration, Trinity positioned herself beside Barbara and commenced her examination.

Initially, Trinity had approached the task nervously, concerned Elliana might have orchestrated some deception. After a thorough assessment, however, her apprehension subsided. Her medical proficiency might have fallen short of her proclaimed excellence, but she certainly possessed the ability to differentiate between life and death. Furthermore, with official hospital documentation confirming Barbara’s death, she harbored no doubts regarding Barbara’s condition. Everyone observed the proceedings in absolute stillness.

Trinity completed her evaluation and regarded Elliana with condescending sympathy. “Elliana, this charade must conclude. Barbara has expired. Allow her peaceful transition.”

The Hendersons, already emotionally fraught, sank deeper into despair, their collective attention shifting toward Elliana. Without verbal commentary, Elliana extracted a slender medical instrument and inserted it precisely into Barbara’s chest. In the next moment, something extraordinary transpired…

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