All Too Late

Chapter 330

Chapter 330 A Pitiful Act

A frown marred Samuel’s countenance. “Why are you zoning out?” Wynnie urged him, “Go now! It’s almost dinner time already.” “Okay, okay.” With that, Samuel made a trip to the hospital once more. On the way, Samuel received a call. It was Tyson. “Those savages have owned up, Mr. Macari.” Tyson fell silent for a bit before going on, “They said it’s Dr. Zabinski who commanded them. It’s her ploy to fish for sympathy.” Wearing an indifferent visage, Samuel gave out an order. “Oh? Take them to Florinia Manor tonight. I’ll question them myself.” After a brief pause, Tyson asked, “Do you not believe their words, Mr. Macari?” “Yeah.” Samuel sounded impassive at that. “Noted. I’ll make the arrangement now.” With that, Tyson hung up the phone. Putting on a darkened face, Samuel arrived at the hospital.

He made a beeline for the ward, carrying with him the thermal lunchbox along the way. At that moment, Gizem was standing by the window, staring at the view outside. Hearing footsteps nearing, she slowly wheeled around. “Mr. Macari?” Why is he back again? Never did she anticipate seeing him that many times in a day. “My mom asked me to bring you this,” was Samuel’s reasoning as he put down the lunchbox. “Please relay my thanks to Mrs. Macari.” Gizem was composed as she spoke. Samuel, in turn, stated nonchalantly, “The interrogation session went pretty well with the nefarious horde.”

Tell me, then. Why would I endanger myself?” Gizem shot him a grave look as anger inundated her fair face. “They said it was an act to arouse pity,” replied Samuel. “An act to what?” Gizem sneered, “You’ve got to be kidding me! Do you even understand how important hands are to a doctor? It could’ve cost me my entire career!” “No guts, no glory.” Samuel was emotionless. “It’ll only be convincing enough once you lay your own career on the line, isn’t that so?” Flying off the handle,

and wear her scent. All that just to entice me!” Gizem was trembling with rage. “Entice you? With these average-looking facial features of mine?” Samuel placed his palm on her delicate face. He then ran his fingers gradually toward her neck. Gizem was startled by his move. All of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to have felt

hand away there and then as she took a step back. Samuel let out a snort. “If you

Samuel had already had his fingers on the seam. Exerting his might, he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask apart. Immediately, Gizem covered her face with both hands. Samuel grabbed hold of her hands and pried them away little by little. Astonishment was written all over his face once he caught sight of Gizem’s look. “What…” Samuel gaped at her with utter disbelief. Scars were seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous and horrifying to witness. “Can you quit staring?” Gizem was all choked up. Still, Samuel stared her in the

couldn’t save my face. My master then let me wear this so that I won’t get drowned in self-abasement.” Hearing her story, Samuel was astounded to the core. No wonder… Gizem reached out and demanded, “Please give that back.” Samuel obediently handed the hyper-realistic face mask to her. Hanging her head

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