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."

he heard those words, a spark of hope lighting up

"Really? You can really cure

you'll need to bear it. You must

require a

"Don't worry, I've retired, so I can

moment, "This illness

and Elian exchanged a glance. The former nodded, sighing quietly. "I'm lucky, at

lightly, understanding the

less fortunate died

eyes darkened with a hint of

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

she could do; she wasn't a

empathetic, or they'd end up paralyzed

this illness. Given Mr. Ashcroft's military background, it might be connected

be cautious about sharing everything with her, and she wasn't eager

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