Novel Name : A Beauty With Multiple Masks

A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 1286

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Parasite

Arielle could not fathom who would commit such a heinous crime against an old woman, and she

scathingly thought that whoever had done it deserved to burn in hell.

“What? A parasite?”

“Ms. Moore, you know how to eliminate parasites?”

“Is that what happened? Ms. Moore, could you go into detail for us?”

Everyone present was part of the medical field, so it was only natural that they would want to discuss a

patient case that was beyond their understanding.

Arielle had nothing to hide, so she breezily agreed, “If everyone is interested to know more, I’d be

happy to go into detail after the competition.”

The crowd respected Arielle’s willingness to share. After all, there were tons of people who would

gatekeep their knowledge and refuse to disclose such precious information.

Viggo was in awe of Arielle. Before, he had been impressed by her medical expertise, but now, he

admired her character.

Queenie stood to the side with a scowl on her face. She still had trouble accepting the fact that Arielle

had identified the cause of the disease and treated the elderly lady.

Donovan could tell from Queenie’s dark expression that she was in a foul mood. He could empathize

with her; he imagined that anyone would feel upset if someone they thought to be below them had

overtaken them.

At the same time, Donovan was dismayed by how an intelligent and capable woman like Arielle would

rather stay with a two-timing man like Vinson than be in a relationship with him. The fact that Arielle

always looked down upon him only added insult to injury.

Just then, the Mills’ butler started to announce the results under Cornelius’ instructions.

Arielle was still the top scorer this time around.

A murmur of assent rose from the crowd. Although the contestants were experts as well, at times like

this, there was no choice but to admit that there would always be someone more brilliant out there.

“Why did she get the highest mark again?” Queenie huffed in indignance

Her pretty eyes turned ugly with jealousy.

Queenie tossed Arielle a disgusted glance and turned to grill Cornelius. “All she did was heal an old

woman; what’s so impressive about that? The majority of people seated here have healed the patients

you assigned them. Why does she deserve the highest mark?”

Although Arielle had gained many admirers, her achievements also brought about skeptics. After

hearing Queenie’s accusations, a man nearing his forties asked with feigned curiosity, “She’s right, Mr.

Mill. Why did Arielle score the highest mark? Didn’t we all cure our patients?”

The look Abraham gave Queenie could only be described as one of disappointment. However, he only

gave her a split second of attention before his gaze settled on the man. The man had left a strong

impression on Abraham. Had it not been for Arielle, the man would have been the top scorer for both

attempts, so Abraham could understand the man’s doubts.

“About Arielle’s results, every mark was allocated according to the rules. She is phenomenal at what

she does. On the first day, she not only found the most medicinal herbs, but the herbs she found were

also of the highest value.”

“On the second day, which was yesterday, all of you were assigned a patient. I’m sure you have seen

for yourselves how she managed to find the cause of the old lady’s illness and cure her in such a short

time. That alone is enough to speak for her exceptional ability.”

“As for the third day, who amongst you has the confidence that you’ll be able to cure the disease if you

were the one who had encountered it?”

As Abraham spoke, his eyes scanned the crowd, scrutinizing their expressions. The man remained

silent. Although he was stressed about Arielle’s high marks, he knew that with his skill level, he might

not have been able to treat Arielle’s patient yesterday.

Queenie felt resigned after hearing her father’s reply. Her marks for all three days were nowhere near

as high as Arielle’s, which meant there was no chance of her being the head of the Mill family.

At the thought of that, Queenie shot a glare at Arielle. If I can’t have it, then I’ll make sure Arielle

doesn’t get it too!

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