Irina's POV
Louise's voice cut through the air with icy disdain. "Oh, and who are you to judge Uncle Erik? You think you're some kind of medical genius?"
I snapped my fingers with casual confidence. "Oh, I'm nothing special. But I'm definitely better than both of you."
Lena's face twisted with disgust at my attitude. "If you are so capable, why don't you go and save Mr. Shaw?"
"Sure I will," I said, not even batting an eye.
Louise scoffed, clearly convinced I was all talk and no substance. Her words dripped with venom. "You've got some nerve lying through your teeth. A fraud like you daring to treat Mr. Shaw? Are you trying to land yourself in jail?"
Flynn let out a sharp laugh, as if he'd witnessed the most ridiculous joke. His gaze turned razor-sharp, voice carrying an unmistakable threat. "Slander is a crime. I'd worry more about yourself ending up behind bars."
"Flynn!" Louise's confusion was palpable - she couldn't grasp why Flynn consistently opposed her.
