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 of hope lighting

visibly moved. "Really?

it. You must also follow my medical advice strictly. If you don't adhere to it, I'll stop the

overnight; it'll require a treatment period. So during this time, you'll need to stay in

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

and then said after a moment, "This illness probably affects more than

Ashcroft and Elian exchanged a glance. The former nodded,

smiled lightly, understanding

less fortunate died

with a hint of

factors, but that's

she could do; she wasn't a saint. All she could

be overly empathetic, or they'd end up paralyzed

there might be secrets tied to this illness. Given Mr. Ashcroft's military

might be cautious about sharing everything with her, and she wasn't eager to know either. Elian's

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