CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Karina wasn't naive enough to take Professor Zeller's words as a compliment. Given his position and history with Wilfred, it was far more likely he was testing her or subtly undermining her. Still, Karina knew how to hold her ground.

"So, Professor Zeller," she began calmly, though her nails were already digging into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped imprints. "Why exactly did you call me here? I have responsibilities back at the hospital, and I'd prefer not to waste time." Professor Zeller raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into an amused smirk. "You're quite fond of your current job, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am." Karina's voice was steady, though her body was tense. She couldn't afford to offend him—not someone with his influence.

Zeller studied her in silence for a moment, then tilted his head with a thoughtful frown. "There's something familiar about you... but I can't quite place it."

Karina blinked, caught off guard, but before she could ask, he shook his head. "Never mind. Let's get to the point. I've heard about your recent surgery. Impressive work. Clearly, Wilfred has trained you well."

He leaned back slightly, his tone turning measured. "The association doesn't let talent go to waste, especially someone as young and capable as you."

The implication was clear-a direct invitation.

shoulders easing just a fraction. It was what she had suspected all along. The association wanted

recognition," she

Zeller's eyes narrowed, as

job and don't have ambitions to make waves in the medical field. My focus is on treating patients and doing my work

shouldn't be busy forming cliques or chasing personal influence as if they were royalty. Their duty

lofty ambitions. She didn't want to wield power or make a name for

was to do her job well, make an

cut from the same cloth as Wilfred. He said something

eyes widened. "He

Professor Zeller didn't elaborate,

the association could help you achieve those goals faster? Better resources, broader networks-more

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