“Queenie, this is your best chance to enter the International Medical Alliance.”
Seeing her distant expression, the assistant frowned, his tone turning strict. “We have prepared for a very long time for today.”
“Aurelia's higher-ups made it clear: success is the only option. Failure is not tolerated.”
The assistant cleared his throat, his words sharpening like a blade. “Only by entering the International Medical Alliance and taking the Presidency can our pharmaceutical institutions break back into the Eldoria market and reopen collaborative channels with other nations.”
Over the past few years, Eldoria had made massive strides in medical research and development.
Their reliance on imported drugs had drastically decreased.
Because of their affordable pricing, other countries and regions had shifted their business to Eldoria.
As a result, Aurelia—once the most advanced medical powerhouse—had suffered a devastating blow to its development.
Because of this, Aurelia's pharmaceutical tycoons had been plotting today's move for years to reverse their fortunes.
They poured endless blood, sweat, and resources into tracking down every single piece of data related to Asclepius.
Then, they hunted for someone with extraordinary learning capabilities and raw medical talent.
Their sole objective: groom her to be the perfect replica of Asclepius.
Queenie was the ‘fake Asclepius’ Aurelia had meticulously created.
It felt like a stroke of fate when the real Asclepius suddenly vanished a year ago.
Based on multiple investigations, it was highly probable she had died in an accident.
“Ever since you arrived in Cabinda, your head hasn't been in the game.” The assistant stared heavily at Queenie, his voice growing colder with every word. “Don't forget, your life is still in their hands.”
“Once you enter the International Medical Alliance and take power, you will have everything. People, authority, endless wealth.”
“But if you fail…”
A chilling sneer escaped the assistant's lips. He spoke slowly, deliberately. “They are businessmen. They only care about profit. They will never keep a useless piece of trash around.
You know exactly what needs to be done.”
She grabbed her phone, leaned back against the headboard, and opened the Family Group Chat.
Jackson and Adonis had just sent over the intel they'd gathered.
Adonis: [Charlotte, they definitely came prepared. It's no wonder their information was nearly impossible to track down.]
Jackson: [The opponent is from Aurelia, backed by the largest pharmaceutical conglomerate in the world.]
Adonis: [This conglomerate had a massive falling out with Eldoria a few years ago. To get back at us, they cut off the supply of several life-saving medications.]
Jackson: [The woman impersonating you is in her twenties. Her wiped records show she never attended college, but she received systematic, high-level medical training. Without a doubt, she's a weapon forged specifically by Aurelia's pharmaceutical group.]
Adonis: [Her name is Queenie. She's mimicking you, but she's genuinely talented. Rumor has it, she successfully replicated the lab mouse experiment.]
Reading that last sentence, Charlotte's eyes darkened, a spark of genuine interest flickering across her face.
Adonis: [That's right. The exact same surgery you performed at the Cabinda University competition to put those modern medicine students in their place. She pulled it off, and the mouse lived.]

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