Chapter 340 No Genius Here
Chapter 340 No Genius Here
Meanwhile, Twitter’s trending page lit up with three major topics at once.
“Police Report Triggers Firestorm Online”
“Dr. Bonnie Attacks Police, Escapes Custody”
“Truth Behind the Children’s Hospital Charity Clinic”
“Proof That Sloane Was Framed”
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One user posted: “I’ve always thought there was something off about Dr. Bonnie! All those stories about her saving lives came only from the media; no one has ever actually seen her treat anyone in person!”
Meanwhile, a late-night announcement personally signed by Lucas declared: “Hawthorne Group Issues Emergency Statement. A reward of five million will be offered for information on Dr. Bonnie. Citizens are reminded that this fugitive is extremely dangerous; do not approach, report immediately to the authorities.”
“Criminal experts weigh in. This is far more than a medical dispute,” said by a renowned professor of criminal psychology, during a televised interview. “The neurotoxin the suspect used had a purity of 98%. There’s no way an ordinary pharmacy could supply that. It strongly suggests ties to an overseas black market in medical trafficking.”
He pulled up Bonnie’s consultation records. “Even more suspicious-over the past few months, all seventeen of her patients have shown varying degrees of memory loss.”
Those seventeen patients and their families turned to Sloane for help, pleading with her to save them.
One sobbing parent clutched their child, crying into the camera, “Dr. Rivers, you’re a good person, a good doctor… please, I’m begging you, save my child.”
Meanwhile, the Rivers residence, the television screen flickered with news updates.
The screen flickered with news footage as Samantha stared hard at the trending headline: “Proof Sloane Was Set Up.”
Her nails dug deep into her palms until blood seeped from beneath them, dripping onto the polished floor.
“Compassion of a healer?” she burst out in a shrill laugh that echoed through the room. “You think you deserve that title?”
A cautious knock sounded at the door. “Samantha, I made you some soup…” Helen’s voice was gentle.
“I’m coming, mom.” In an instant she switched to a sweet, obedient tone, flipping the tablet facedown on the coffee table. As she rose, the scar above her right brow caught faintly in the sunlight.
In the mirror, she looked every inch the delicate second daughter of the Rivers family-hair sleek, dressed in simple loungewear, her demeanor soft and demure.
No one would ever guess that beneath this gentle mask lurked the true face of “Dr. Bonnie.”
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6:41 pm
Chapter 340 No Genius Here
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“Now the whole internet is hunting Dr. Bonnie…” She straightened her collar before the mirror, a cold smirk flickering in her eyes. “Too bad the one they’re chasing is sitting here safe and sound, playing the dutiful daughter of the Rivers family.”
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