Medical Center.
Unable to reveal many of the darker truths, Catherine Avery ultimately failed to persuade her young, still hot-blooded son.
Tell him that the grandfather he both despised and worshipped was actually a piece of trash?
Tell him that she, his mother, had long treated others as chess pieces, manipulating and sacrificing them at will, with plans for those sacrifices laid out four, ten, even twenty years in advance?
Tell him that Adam Duncan, who looked more legendary than his grandfather and more successful than her, surely had unknown dark sides as well?
Without using people close to her as examples and brutally shattering her chuunibyou son's naive worldview, how could she possibly make him listen so easily?
As she sat helplessly outside the Operating Room, waiting, the news she most wanted to hear was that resuscitation had failed and Harper Avery had died.
To her, a dead Harper Avery was the truly good Harper Avery.
All the sordid things he had done would be buried forever with his death.
Yet her wish was not granted.
The Chief of Surgery was, after all, a leading figure in medicine. With no patient interference, he successfully completed the operation.
"Great."
Adam was delighted to hear the news, the exact opposite of Catherine Avery.
Because to him, death was still too cheap for someone like Harper Avery.
Harper should live a few more years and witness firsthand how the Harper Avery Surgical Innovation Award, the glory of his life, crumbled and was replaced by a purer medical innovation award.
Then he could die in torment.
That would be a complete and wonderful life for someone like Harper Avery!
That night.
Adam called Juno as usual and brought up the matter.
"No need to change the name."
Juno agreed wholeheartedly and smiled. "Call