A Replacement Bride

Chapter 73

Beatrice felt wronged, and her eyes turned red.

Seeing her like that, Theodore reached up and pinched between her brows. "Beatrice, do you remember what you promised me when you asked me to let you in the research institute?"

"Of course I do, Grandpa. I promised you that I'll do my best to learn after getting in so that I will make you proud. I won't disgrace your name." Beatrice secretly studied Theodore's expression. Noticing that he doesn't seem to be angry, she slightly sighed in relief before answering in a small voice.

Theodore looked at her expression and immediately knew that she failed to realize the mistakes she had made.

Even when she saw him appear in front of her in one piece, she wasn't the least bit surprised, and she didn't even ask about it.

Theodore himself didn't know when his granddaughter became so cold-blooded that she would mess with the car, even wanting to cause him harm in the process.

He was secretly disappointed, and when he looked at Beatrice, his gaze held less of the lovingness it used to have. "Beatrice, once you step into the research institute, I am no longer your grandfather; I am your leader and your superior. This is the special ward, and all researchers, save for those involved in the N-S86 experimental drug, are prohibited from coming near the special ward, especially when they have no particular reason. According to the rules set by the research institute, anyone who breaks this rule will be delisted."

Theodore's voice was cold and clear. After saying that, he continued, "Beatrice Muller, from today onward, you are no longer a researcher of Third Research Institute. Please remove your uniform,

return all research materials in your possession, and leave the research institute within ten minutes."

With that, Theodore didn't even give Beatrice a look before calling over the security staff at the research institute.

Beatrice looked at Theodore in disbelief.

Was this strict old man the same old man who used to love her and pamper her in the past?

"Grandpa?" Beatrice took a step forward and called him, feeling reluctant.

Theodore didn't even stop in his tracks as he walked away quickly.

Soon, the security staff came over and told Beatrice to leave.

Beatrice only felt immense grief and indignation. Her eyes were red, and tears were pooling in her eyes.

Just then, Katherine emerged from the ward, taking off the disposable gloves she was wearing and tossing them into a garbage can at the side.

When Beatrice saw her, she somehow summoned enough strength to break away from the two security staff as she rushed toward Katherine.

"It's you, isn't it? What did you say to my grandpa? Katherine! How can you be so shameless and disgusting? You even make a move on an old man in his seventies! Are you happy now that my grandpa treats me like this? Are you satisfied?"

Katherine narrowed her eyes at Beatrice. She didn't want to bother with Beatrice at first, but the latter's words grew increasingly rude, even insulting Theodore at the end.

As soon as Beatrice finished speaking, Katherine reached out and slapped her on the face.

The slap was fierce and landed cruelly on the woman's face. In an instant, the entire half of Beatrice's face swelled and reddened.

Beatrice was dumbfounded.

Is she crazy?

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After the slap, Katherine said calmly, "Beatrice, you can ask me those questions when you rise to my level. For now, you don't have the right to ask them. Throw her out, and don't let this sort of person in the research institute in the future."

Beatrice's face went pale, and the slap mark on her face couldn't even hide her expression. The two security staff went forward and gave Beatrice a look of pity before dragging her out.

When Beatrice was left at the entrance of the research institute, she finally came to her senses when the burning sunlight shone on her body.

She had really been chased out of the research institute. With her capabilities, it would be easy enough for her to enter other local research institutes.

However, if word went out that she was delisted from Third Research Institute, there wouldn't be a single research institute in Cechirus that would be willing to enlist her!

Theodore was actually so cruel that he wanted to destroy her future for good.

Why didn't the car malfunction today so that that old thing was run over to death?

Beatrice's glare was filled with hatred as she turned around and looked viciously at the entrance of the research institute. Then, she briskly walked away.

"Miss Cornell, Mr. Muller isn't feeling too well, so he asked me to follow you later. If you have any questions, you can ask me anytime."

Katherine went to wash her hands, and when she returned to the ward, there was a new youngster in the ward. He looked to be about twenty-three years old, and he even blushed while he spoke.

Seeing his anxious behavior, Katherine couldn't help but find it funny. "Why are you so nervous? I don't eat people."

"I-I'm just a little nervous." The man scratched his head, thinking for a bit before hastily saying, "My name is Dina, and I've been in this research institute for eight months."

"Hm. Katherine." Katherine announced her name indifferently, then went over and checked on Morgan.

There wasn't much difference compared to before, but after taking medication, his brain cells decreased in activity by 0.5 percent.

There really was something wrong with this situation.

"Have the Morans sent the information?" Kathrine looked at the time. It had been more than an hour since Theodore contacted the Morans for information.

"No, when the information arrives, someone will send it over." Dina shook his head and answered a little carefully.

Katherine went silent for a bit, and just as she was about to say something, someone carried a cardboard box in, panting heavily.

"Miss Cornell, the information you asked for is here."

Morgan's condition was extremely unique. Dina and Katherine looked through the files for a long time as they read through the treatment processes Morgan had undergone for the past twenty years in detail, but they couldn't figure out anything wrong.

Katherine wanted to keep reading, but her phone rang.

She took out her phone and looked at it. Following that, her finger pressed on the incoming call as she pursed her lips in silence.

"Miss Cornell, if there's something you have to attend to, please go ahead. I'll organize the data and pass them to you when I'm done," Dina said quietly when he saw Katherine staring at the phone without any intention of answering the call.

Katherine nodded and Dina left with the files.

She stared at the incoming call for some time before finally letting out a sigh and answered the call.

"Kathy?" A hoarse old voice sounded from the other end of the line. There was even slight uncertainty in the voice.

"Grandma, why are you calling me at this hour? It should be early morning in Fontan. Are you unable to sleep because of insomnia again?" The expression on Katherine's face softened considerably as she sat down on the floor, relaxing her body.

"It's been some time since you went back, but you didn't contact me. I was afraid that you were being bullied there. I hope the Cornells haven't been bullying you, have they?" Jennifer Moran's voice sounded, and it was accompanied by the sound of her coughing.

Katherine frowned. It was clear from Jennifer's voice that she was getting weaker.

If they still couldn't find a suitable marrow for the operation, Jennifer might really die.