Chapter 66

Ten minutes later.

Miranda was already seated in the living room. Elian, having changed into fresh clothes, sat across from her.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Elian touched his nose, trying to hide the small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Miranda was wrestling with whether to explain herself. But seeing Mr. Ashcroft with his eyes fixed on the floor, seemingly uninterested in her story, she decided not to.

What was she supposed to say? That she had gone to the bathroom, stumbled upon Elian showering, and saw him completely?

That was not something to bring up. What if he demanded she take responsibility once she explained? "I've looked into your condition, Mr. Ashcroft. It's not documented in modern medicine. Last time you had an episode, I collected some samples to study. Your illness..."

She paused for a moment. Both Mr. Ashcroft and Elian waited for her to continue.

Miranda's lips curved upwards. "I can cure it."

those words, a spark

was visibly moved. "Really? You

may be uncomfortable, and you'll need to bear it. You must also follow my medical advice strictly. If you don't adhere to it,

overnight; it'll require a treatment period. So

Ashcroft, filled with excitement, said, "Don't worry, I've retired,

then said after a moment, "This illness probably

The former nodded, sighing quietly.

lightly, understanding the

fortunate

darkened with a hint of

"If it spreads widely, it's likely influenced by environmental factors, but that's not important right now. Let's focus on

so much she could do; she wasn't a saint.

mustn't be overly empathetic, or they'd end up paralyzed by

she sensed there might be secrets tied to this illness. Given Mr. Ashcroft's military background, it might be

her, and she wasn't

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