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the tension escalates as Penelope aggressively pursues a dubious claim of being able to heal Florence's legs, prompting James to investigate her background. His findings reveal a lack of genuine medical success and a pattern of questionable behavior, contrasting sharply with Sydney, who has a solid reputation built over fifteen years of dedicated work at Lumosa Clinic.

Sydney's quiet confidence and professionalism stand in stark opposition to Penelope's brash self-promotion, raising questions about Penelope's motives. James confronts Penelope about her bold assertions, revealing the harsh reality of his mother's disability. This moment exposes Penelope's vulnerability as she grapples with disbelief and frustration. Sydney, maintaining her composure, subtly challenges Penelope to focus on her medical skills rather than undermining others, highlighting the professionalism that Penelope lacks.

As James and Sydney leave, Penelope is left seething, her frustration palpable as security prevents her from following them. Back at her office, Penelope's desperation drives her to seek Ryan's opinion on the chances of curing long-term disabilities. Ryan's response, indicating less than a 10% chance for recovery after a decade, leads Penelope to conclude that Sydney is a fraud. This realization ignites a mix of anxiety and satisfaction within her as she begins to plot Sydney's downfall.

The chapter encapsulates Penelope's jealousy and determination, setting the stage for a potential clash between her ambitions and Sydney's integrity. The conversation shifts as Penelope inquires about trial patient feedback, revealing her deceptive intentions. Ryan's skepticism about her research data highlights the ethical boundaries Penelope is willing to cross. The chapter concludes with a sense of mounting tension as Penelope's schemes threaten to unravel the professional respect Sydney has built, showcasing the emotional stakes involved in their rivalry.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Chapter 330** From the moment Penelope had begun her relentless pursuit of Hutton Corp., boldly asserting that she possessed the ability to heal Florence's legs, James had taken immediate action. He ordered a thorough background check on her, driven by a mixture of skepticism and protectiveness. What he uncovered was far from impressive; there was no evidence of any successful treatments or healings attributed to her.

a woman more interested in self-promotion than genuine medical practice. In stark contrast stood Sydney, who had been quietly acknowledged by Raymond as Alan's chosen protégé. With a solid fifteen years of rigorous medical training under her belt, she had never once felt the need to boast about her qualifications. For years, she had diligently

earth had ignited Penelope's audacity to draw comparisons between herself and Sydney? As James observed Penelope's unwavering confidence, he decided it was time to confront her with the harsh truth. "My mother has been disabled for over a decade," he stated firmly, his voice steady. "She has been confined to a wheelchair all these years. Do you truly believe you can treat that?" The question hung in the air, and Penelope's

just to ingratiate yourself with the Huttons?" Sydney, maintaining her composure, offered a faint smile, her tone light yet laced with an edge. "I've always been able to treat such conditions. Rather than

chances of curing someone whose legs have been disabled for over a decade?" she demanded, her voice tinged with desperation. The more she

to toil over drug development; simply treating affluent families would have made her a fortune. Ryan's brow furrowed at her question. "How much chance?" he echoed, clearly caught off guard. "Yes, how much?" she pressed, her impatience palpable. "Honestly? Not even 10%," he replied, pulling out a chair and settling into it across from her. "If the injury were recent, there might be a glimmer of hope. But after ten years? It's simply not feasible." Realization dawned on Penelope; Sydney was precisely what she had suspected-a deceiver, playing the Huttons for

low and conspiratorial. "So, in cases like this, there's no one who can cure it, correct?" "You could say that," Ryan conceded, then added thoughtfully, "Except for Alan Conton. He is the heir to ancient acupuncture techniques. Those methods are known to work wonders on many rare conditions." "What?" Penelope's face contorted

pass them solely to his formally accepted protégé." As