Chapter 165 Elijah’s disgusted expression deepened, though he said nothing.

Oliver gave Willow a fleeting glance, his voice sharp and dismissive.

“Go do your work.

This isn’t your concern.”

Without waiting for a response, he turned on his heel and entered the living room.

Switching effortlessly to fluent German, he addressed the doctors seated on the sofa.

“There’s a medical room upstairs.

Follow me, please.”

briefly before

quickly typed a message:

back with several

upstairs and won’t

know

came swiftly: “Keep

immediately

medical room, a female doctor

swollen area revealed deep subcutaneous bleeding, a dark bruise

the injury wasn’t

motionless, like a fragile porcelain doll,

distant, a stark contrast to

been tearful, pouting,

fire, that sensitive part of

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