Chapter 66 Do You Think She Cares About Me
Noe drove the three kids to school and took Nora to the hospital.
Before getting out of the car, Nora gave him a heads-up.
"Mr. Wilson, Mr. Gordon is still in the treatment phase. So, no spicy or greasy food, no smoking or drinking, and he needs to take it easy on the walking."
Upon hearing this, Noe nodded vigorously and said, "Got it, Nora. I'll keep that in mind."
"Alright, thanks for the ride. Take care, and goodbye."
Nora offered a brief thanks before stepping out of the car and into the hospital.
She could hear Dr. Luna's voice.
"Nora, who was that dropping you off? That car must be a top-of-the-line luxury vehicle worth a fortune, right?"
Nora glanced at her, replying coolly, "A friend."
"Just a friend? Is he your sugar daddy or something?"
A flicker of contempt passed through Dr. Luna's eyes. "Nora, I heard you got married but are fooling around behind your husband's back. Having three kids with questionable paternity was quite the free spirit, huh?"
Nora's expression chilled.
"Dr. Luna, are we close?"
Dr. Luna scoffed. "I wouldn't hang with someone as shameless as you."
Nora retorted, "Nor would I want a friend lacking any sense of decency."
Dr. Luna's face turned sour as she watched Nora walk away, huffing, "Such a floozy. Why so bold?"
Nora entered the research office.
"Good morning, Nora."
"Morning."
She exchanged greetings with several doctors.
Shortly after, Howard arrived.
His gaze swept the room, pausing on Nora.
"I've compiled and shared yesterday's collected data with everyone. Nora, your data sample is the only one that doesn't fit with the main data set. There might be an error in your collection."
Before Nora could respond, Dr. Luna snickered.
"Dr. Hamilton, do you expect a woman who cheats on her husband to focus on her work?"
Her words drew curious glances at Nora.
With a serene face, Nora's voice was icy as she replied.
"Dr. Luna, I saw you get out of a very expensive car that a man over fifty was driving and embraced you. Is he your benefactor?"
Dr. Luna's eyes widened as she shouted, "Nora, you're spouting nonsense! It was you."
Nora interrupted her, "Why so defensive, Dr. Luna? Hurt by your own medicine?"
Dr. Luna glared. "Are you saying I slandered you? Dare you claim you haven't had children with other men?"
Nora replied, "Dr. Luna, isn't it like our research—to look beyond appearances to see the essence?"
"Enough, both of you! Cut it out, and let's stay on topic!"
Howard said firmly and glanced at Nora, internally noting her talent for argument.
Dr. Luna snorted and settled into her chair, poised for the showdown.
"Nora, did you catch what I just explained? There's an error in the data you collected," Howard stated.
Norah pursed her lips. She moved to her computer, and opened the spreadsheet that Howard had compiled.
She scrutinized the data, typing smoothly on the keyboard.
"Dr. Hamilton, I'm correct. It's you who can't think outside the box."
Howard, taken aback, leaned in for a closer look, and lo and behold, the previously disjointed data sets now intersected.
A furrow formed between his brows, and a flicker of astonishment filled his eyes. "Impossible, how did you manage that?"
"Dr. Hamilton, modern medicine and herbal studies inherently have discrepancies in specific areas. If you approach an issue with bias, you'll magnify even a minor flaw, much like this graph," Nora explained calmly.
Howard studied the changes in the data segments intensely, his expression showing he was having trouble saving face.
Indeed, he had always been biased against Nora and hastily concluded she was at fault when her data didn't fit into the main dataset.
Dr. Luna watched with a cold detachment from her seat, sneering quietly as Nora once again gained the upper hand.
"Nora, you're just an assistant, yet you're schooling Dr. Hamilton now? Should you be leading this research project instead?"
Nora remained silent while Howard stood up with an unpleasant expression.
Dr. Luna turned to Howard and said, "Dr. Hamilton, teamwork is crucial. Working alongside her has been uncomfortable for me. I request her removal and Jack to lead the research project personally."
Hearing this, Howard glanced at Nora.
Considering her recent performance, he cleared his throat and responded, "Dr. Luna, let's keep professional and personal matters separate. So far, Nora hasn't made any mistakes at work. I have no reason to replace her."
Despite Nora's questionable personal life, her professional performance remained outstanding.
He refused to let personal feelings interfere with professional matters.
Nora gave him a look, a flash of surprise in her eyes.
She had anticipated Howard trying to get rid of her!
“Mr. Gordon, shall we head to the office now?” Noe asked, looking at Aaron, who was working from his wheelchair.
“No, let's head straight to the meeting with Mr. Gayle,” Aaron replied without looking up, continuing with his work.
“Alright,” Noe acknowledged.
Silence filled the room as Aaron attended to various tasks, eventually pausing to massage his temples.
"Noe, got a cigarette?"
It had been over a month since he last indulged.
Previously, Aaron hadn't noticed his craving for cigarettes while he was out of the loop with work. But now that he was back in the thick of it, the urge hit him hard again.
Noe patted his pocket, remembering something Nora had mentioned, and said, "Mr. Gordon, before Nora left, she specifically reminded me that you're still undergoing treatment and shouldn't smoke or drink."
He recounted Nora's exact words to Aaron.
Aaron eyed him with a narrowed gaze. "Noe, did she say that to you?"
"Absolutely. If you doubt me, I can ask Nora about it directly," Noe insisted quickly.
Aaron fell silent momentarily, then grumbled, “I can't do this and that. She's treating me like a child."
Noe replied, "Mr. Gordon, Nora cares about you. That's why she's setting these boundaries."
Aaron raised an eyebrow slightly. "You think she cares about me?"
"Of course. Mr. Gordon, you're very important, and Nora has been looking out for you without complaint. She even protected you when danger struck. If she didn't care, she wouldn't have done that," Noe explained.
Aaron recalled when a burglar had broken into his house, and Nora protected him. His expression softened at the memory.
What Noe was saying made sense to Aaron.
"What did you just say? I'm very important. Noe, I think Nora deserves your special assistant salary for the past couple of months," Aaron joked.
Noe chuckled awkwardly, regretting his bout of honesty.
Just then, Aaron's phone rang.
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