Chapter 2231
While drinking water, she looked at her phone.
Last night, she had sent a message to the Marshall''s Awardmittee leader. She told him about
Elliot, hoping they could quickly give the public an exnation.
She had not received a reply when she had left the house. She had not received a reply untilter
that morning.
She had sent them the message the day before, making sure it was daytime in Bridgedale when
she sent it. Clearly, they were trying to avoid this.
Avery''s expression turned stern. She ced her thermos on the table and sent another message to
him. "If you don''t give me a reply by today, I will expose this absurd lie to the public!"
About five minutester, Avery''s phone rang.
She immediately got up from her chair and said to Elliot, "I''m going to take this call."
Elliot nodded and watched her walk out of the ward.
Avery took her phone and left the ward. She headed to the corridor nearby. She answered the call,
and she heard the voice of the Marshall''s Awardmittee leader.
"Avery, I''m sorry. I had dropped my phone during the day, and I went to get the screen changed. I
just got it back from the repair shop." Themittee leader had found the perfect excuse, and
Avery had to force her emotions back down. "I saw the message you sent me. I’m shocked. This is
unbelievable."
"I find it unbelievable too. I thought I would have to n Elliot''s funeral. But, he is awake now."
Avery sounded calm, but her voice carried a hint of derision. "Not only is he awake, but he is in
good spirits, too. He can eat and sleep well. He will be discharged in a few days."
"This is something worth celebrating," gushed themittee leader pretentiously. "Send my
regards to your husband."
"No need. Even without your regards, he will be well." Avery could hear theck of sincerity behind
his words. "What are you going to do with the award that you gave to Ang?"
"Avery, this is not something I can decide on my own. The Marshall''s Award has a history of more
than a hundred years. If we were to rescind Ang''s award and tell everyone that this was a
mistake, how would they view the Marshall''s Award? Would they still believe in the award in the
future? There is much to consider, and I won''t be able to give you an answer immediately."
"I thought this is what you would say. You are themittee leader and you have the most
authority. If this is the approach that you are going to take, I think that you won''t be able to give me
a favorable answer in the future." Avery was very disappointed in them.
She could understand the Marshall''s Award wanting to protect its hundred-year-old reputation, but
when they had been checking the documents that Ang had sent over, and when they had
decided to award her the Marshall''s Award, had they even stopped to consider the intent behind the
Marshall''s Award?"
"Avery, are you trying to ruin the Marshall''s Award?" Themittee leader sounded heartbroken.
"Your teacher was a past Marshall''s Award winner! If you ruin the Marshall''s Award, that means,
you''re ruining the honor he received too."
"You have it the other way around! In my heart, my teacher''s achievements are much more than the
Marshall''s Award! Even if the Marshall''s Award has vanished, his achievements will never vanish!"
said Avery, her voice hard and cold. "If you think that you could use my teacher to threaten me,
you''re wrong! If he were still alive, he would surely reject this false honor!"Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.
"Miss Tate, I know that you''re a woman of justice. I was once like you. Don''t misunderstand me. I''m
not saying that I don''t have a sense of justice. It''s just that I must weigh the many things that are
involved. The capital Mr. Marshall raised for this award has been long gone, and we did rush to
ept Ang Hill''s offer, for that I apologize." Then, themittee leader changed the topic. "Miss
Tate, I''m sure that you don''t want the public to find out that Mr. Foster had been used as a test
subject, right?"