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?”

helped her onto a nearby bench. He then

she was wearing a skirt, Annalise instinctively drew back

demanded, “I’m calling the police!”

Brice replied, lifting her ankle to remove her high heels and check

her injured ankle. Her words turned into a sharp cry of pain. “What the hell are you doing?

her hand to

a sprained ankle, but thankfully, it’s not dislocated and there are

it’s just a sprain? How can you be sure it’s not dislocated or broken? You pressed too hard,

Dr. Brice turned and laughed, then

taking me?” Annalise asked, gripping his shoulders in surprise.

the parking door. So she immediately changed the subject and said to Dr. Brice, “I see that you dress well,

police station,” Dr. Brice replied. He had never met a woman quite as challenging as Annalise. She had charged into him, destroyed his phone, and now,

got into the driver’s seat. As Annalise was unbuckling

her defiantly as he started the

Adeline was coming for a blind date and Dylan accidentally told Elliot about watch the fun, but she hadn’t expected to run

Brice, then began to analyze the him based on the car he was driving, and how might be a con artist?”

“How do you know I’m a con

the years she had known Dylan, she had learned to analyze people, just like

of curiosity, she

finally

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 of vanity or to deceive others. You’re not wearing a watch, perhaps because

gave her a look. “You really think too much.”

police station.

was already legendary, and virtually everyone in the hospital was familiar with his name. Considering his recruitment was personally overseen by the hospital

Brice, dressed immaculately and accompanied by

the surgical department. Upon meeting Dr. Brice, the head of surgery, Dr. Anstice, asked with a

could deny it, Annalise turned to

gave a playful tap on Dr. Anstice’s shoulder, “Could you lend a hand, Anstice? I found this patient on the street.” She turned to Dr. Brice and said, “I’m perfectly fine, I

“Your name.”

“Annalise.”

“Your age.”

“Eighteen.”

repeated, “Your

slightly and answered somewhat guiltily,

Dr. Brice added, “Ms. Annalise, you look incredibly

“Your…”

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