Chapter 262

A woman suddenly collided into Dr. Brice, causing his phone to tumble onto the ground. Dr. Brice had used this phone for many years, and he frowned as he looked down at the woman sprawled on the pavement.

“Are you alright?” he asked politely, extending a hand to help her up.

The woman, however, glared at him. “Don’t you look where you’re going?”

If his memory served him right, it was she who had charged into him. But he chose not to argue, instead bending down to pick up his cracked phone.

“I’m sorry,” he said gently.

Seeing that she had no inclination to accept his help, he turned to leave.

“Wait!” The woman called from behind him.

Dr. Brice turned back to look at the woman. She was beautiful, her long hair reaching her waist. There was something familiar about her.

He sifted his memories, then asked, “Have we met somewhere before?”

At this, Annalise Hansen broke into laughter as she replied, “Sir, are you still using pickup lines from the 70s?”

She attempted to stand, but a sharp pain shot through her ankle, causing her to fall back onto the ground. Luckily, Dr. Brice was quick to react, catching her before she could hit the ground again.

Instead of a thank you, however, what greeted him was a shriek, followed by a resounding slap.

The force of the slap nearly knocked him off balance.

It was only when the woman glared at his hand did he realize that he had caught her right at her chest.

He suddenly pushed Annalise away, causing an unprepared Annalise to fall on the ground once again and sat on the floor.

“I’m sorry,” Dr. Brice apologized, looking at Annalise who was now sitting on the ground.

Rubbing her bottom, she queried, “Are you doing this on purpose?”

“What?”

“Never mind. Help me up! I think I sprained my ankle…” Annalise extended her hand toward Dr. Brice.”

He helped her up, only to hear her ask, “Do you always harass women like this?”

her onto a nearby bench. He then crouched down to examine her ankle.

was wearing a skirt, Annalise instinctively drew

are you doing?” she demanded,

you,” Dr. Brice replied, lifting her ankle

protest, Dr. Brice pressed firmly on her injured ankle. Her words turned into a sharp cry of pain. “What the hell are you doing? Are you insane?”

her hand to hit

but thankfully, it’s not dislocated and there are no

do you know it’s just a sprain? How can you be sure it’s not dislocated or broken? You pressed too hard, you might have injured it even more! You can’t just

police?” Dr. Brice turned and laughed, then scooped her

Annalise asked, gripping

the subject and said to Dr. Brice, “I see that you dress well, not like a jerk.

challenging as Annalise. She had charged into him, destroyed

and got into the driver’s seat. As Annalise was unbuckling her seatbelt, preparing to leave, he started the car, preventing her from leaving.

her defiantly as he started the car and prevented her

accidentally told Elliot about watch the fun, but she hadn’t expected to run into this situation.

at Dr. Brice, then began to analyze the him based on the car

do you know I’m a

she had learned to analyze people, just like him.

she had decided

and finally

wearing a high-end striped wool suit worth $20,000 and your matte calfskin shoes aren’t cheap either. However, you don’t have any jewelry, no status-showing watch, no ring, no necklace, no tattoos. Yet, you’re driving a car that’s only worth $30,000. I guess you’ve just come from an important event, dressed neatly, maybe out

Brice gave her a look. “You really

the police station. He took her straight to Tranquil Care Hospital instead.

was familiar with his name. Considering

staff saw Dr. Brice, dressed immaculately and accompanied by an

surgical department. Upon meeting Dr. Brice, the head of surgery,

could deny it, Annalise turned to him, astonished,

I’m a professional con artist.” Dr. Brice gave a playful tap on Dr. Anstice’s shoulder, “Could you lend a hand, Anstice? I found this patient on the

“Your name.”

“Annalise.”

“Your age.”

“Eighteen.”

repeated, “Your

and answered somewhat guiltily,

couldn’t help but laugh at this, while Dr. Brice

“Your…”

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