Chapter 16


    “How could this be? Gisele has always been aw–abiding citizen. Could there be a mistake?


    Sierra spoke out gently and understandingly, defending Gisele.


    Dorian wrapped his arm around Sierra’s delicate shoulders, hisughter tinged with scorn. Sierra,


    you’re too kind–hearted.”


    Gisele caught Dorian’s icy gaze, feeling an ache in her chest so intense that it was hard to breathe.


    Did he really see her in such a negative light? Couldn’t he see any good in her?


    “I’ll apany Gigi. You can continue with the procedures,” Bernard said, not quite pleased with


    Dorian’s attitude but also not insistent.


    The soldier shook his head. “Mr. Murray, only Ms. Meyer can go alone. Once everything is verified


    and confirmed, we will allow her toe back.”


    He was taking her away for questioning alone.


    “No. Are you guys going to bepletely unreasonable?” Bernard became anxious. Gisele was his


    idol; how could she possibly do anything illegal?


    Gisele held Bernard’s hand. Despite the hot weather, her hand was cold.


    Bernard looked at her worriedly, but she smiled and replied, “I’m fine. They’re also worried that


    someone might use us neers to harm the elders. It


    only right to check.”


    “But-”


    “It’s alright. All of you, please continue. I’ll go cooperate with the inspection,” Gisele said,


    interrupting Bernard.


    She turned to follow the soldier away, her gaze lingering on Dorian’s handsome face in the corner


    of her eye.


    But he didn’t even nce at her. He just kept his head down, chatting affectionately with Sierra. As


    Gisele was taken away, an unusual glint shed in Sierra’s eyes as she chatted flirtatiously with


    Dorian.


    “Can you get any more revolting?” Bernard grew irritated as he watched Dorian and Sierra, who


    were practically glued together.


    His voice wasced with sarcasm. “If you can’t get enough of each other, get a room! Don’t make a


    spectacle of yourselves here!”


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    Sierra’splexion turned pale, and she leaned on Don as if she might copse.


    “Bernard,” Dorian said, narrowing his eyes in warning.


    Bernard snorted arrogantly, ring at him before turning to leave. “Doge! Don’te crying to me


    later for regretting your actions today.”


    Dorian chuckled coldly. Regret about Gisele?


    Even if every woman in the world were to disappear, leaving only Gisele, he wouldn’t regret


    1. it.


    “Don, can we plead for Gisele before they start filming the show, please?” Sierra’s soft, melodious


    voice drifted over.


    Dorian frowned, not quite agreeing with her request. “Sierra, you’re too kind.”


    “It’s simply part of a doctor’s habit. Besides, Gisele and I are colleagues. We should look out for


    each other,” Sierra cooed, nestling in his embrace.


    Not far away, the crew members setting up the equipment watched them with sparkling


    eyes.


    They had stumbled upon the couple who was their favorite online ship in real life. This was simply


    sweetness overload!


    The talented and beautiful couple was captivating just standing there, and that was without even


    considering Sierra’s brilliance as a medical genius.


    Despite his reservations, Dorian joined Sierra in going to find Gisele.


    “What kind of contraband did Gisele bring?” Dorian asked with a tense face.


    A security guard posted at the door ryed the message inside.


    Soon, the manager of the nursing home emerged and exined, “Mr. Jefferson, Ms. Meyer brought


    herbal medicines that she researched herself, all of which were made without a


    license.


    “While we are just a private nursing home, the elderly residents here are either rich or powerful. If


    they identally ingest anything unclean and something happens, we won’t be able to exin


    ourselves.


    “Another thing is that Ms. Meyer’s suitcase contains self–defense tools and a baseball bat, which


    are considered dangerous items.


    “Our care center has security guards patrolling the whole day, so there is no danger at all. If


    those elderly residents are identally injured… Well, that wouldn’t be good for us either, would


    it?”


    With each item the manager mentioned, Gisele’s head lowered a little.


    Her hands were clenched tightly. Crescent–shaped nail marks formed on her pale fingers yet she


    seemed to feel no pain.


    “Then, can I ask for an assurance? It’s the first time Gisele is participating in a reality show and


    visiting this care center. She wasn’t aware of these rules,” Sierra inquired fervently.


    The manager’s face clouded with difficulty, and he hesitated to say, “We can only do that if she


    signs a written guarantee not to bring these items here again.”


    “Don, could you vouch for Gisele, please?” Sierra turned and wrapped her arms around his waist,


    looking up at him pitifully.


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    The guards standing nearby were stunned. Sierra was not only a medical skills and a popr


    socialite in Hearthfield, but also kind–hearted!


    She and Dorian were standing together, looking like a dazzling painting. It was a captivating sight to


    behold.


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    Dorian nced at Gisele with a sharp, cold look and nodded. “Fine.”


    He reviewed the document, aware that if Gisele caused any harm to the elders during the filming,


    he would bear most of the responsibility.


    Dorian hesitated and didn’t sign. Sierra said understandingly, “Or maybe I should sign? I can vouch


    for Gisele’s character.”


    “No need. She doesn’t deserve to have your name associated with hers.” After saying that, Dorian


    signed his name with ir.


    Gisele sat on a stool, like a statue. Each of his words pierced her already–wounded heart.


    She had only brought a set of silver needles, yet the security guards tantly imed Sierra’s


    luggage as hers too, denying her any chance to exin and locking her in the security room.


    Bernard had told her beforehand what items she was allowed to bring. How could she possibly


    make such a mistake?


    “What? Do you need someone to escort you?” Dorian threw the pen and looked coldly at Gisele.


    Gisele’s heart felt as if it had been viciously carved out, the pain making her breathing hitch.


    She staggered up and left..


    After this interlude, Sierra and Gisele went to their room to change clothes.


    “Did you enjoy the surprise?” asked Sierra.


    Once they were alone in the room, away from survelnce cameras and other people, Sierra’s


    wless face broke into a mocking smile.


    Gisele’s hand shook as she clutched the care center’s uniform, her calm eyes fixed on Sierra.


    Was Sierra’s reach truly so extensive that she could manipte events from the shadows? Or was


    it Dorian who had orchestrated all of this behind the scenes?


    After she changed into her uniform, Sierra saw Gisele standing motionless.


    Her voice was low and melodious as she said, “There’s one more surprise, and you’ll love it even


    more, Gisele. Don’t say I didn’t help you!”


    Gisele felt like she was facing a formidable enemy. Her face was serious as she asked, “What are


    you trying to do? Ruin your own debut?”


    “How could that be? The one who’s beenbeled a suspicious person and ruined is you, it?” Sierra


    sneered with an air of superiority.


    Her face grim, Gisele took a step forward, closing the distance between them.


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    “Ms. McMin, have you mistaken who you should be targeting? The person not marrying you isn’t


    me. What’s the point of targeting me over and over?”


    Gisele hit a nerve, and Sierra clenched her fist, visibly agitated. How had she not hinted at it enough


    with Dorian?


    If Gisele hadn’t won over Den, why would she need to resort to such underhanded tactics?


    “Ms. McMin, you’re a top socialite in Hearthfield, and a genius in medicine–honors that others


    can’t even reach on their tiptoes.


    “Are you sure you want to tarnish your reputation with dirty tricks again and again?”


    Gisele’s eyes, clear in their moral distinction, stared directly at Sierra.


    “The trash you cherish might not be someone else’s treasure. As for the surprise you mentioned,


    you better make sure it’s foolproof. Otherwise…”


    Gisele lowered her voice, sidestepping Sierra as she prepared to go in and change. “Karma will bite


    back upon the wicked.”


    Though she had spoken in a gentle voice, her words made Sierra feel as if a demon from hell


    had quietlye to im her life.


    Sierra caught a glimpse of ck shoes appearing at the door. Suddenly, she fell to her knees with a


    thud.


    Her eyes reddened, and she apologized in a choked voice. “I’m sorry, Gisele.”


    The moment Gisele was about to respond, she caught sight of Dorian walking in, his face set in a


    stern frown.


    At once, all the words she had nned to utter retreated back inside her. Dorian’s presence


    rendered any exnation she might have given as nothing more than self–justification.


    “Gisele!”


    Dorian stormed in, seized her by the cor, and lifted her up. “Why are you so malicious? Must you


    always pin your own mistakes on others?”


    Elevated to a higher height, Gisele stood on tiptoe, her cor constricting her neck, making it


    difficult for her to breathe.


    She was forced to meet his gaze, but her l*ps suddenly curled into a radiant smile. “Dorian, why are


    you sulking here with me instead of helping Sierra up? Could it be because you care about me?“”