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.”

hesitated briefly before

quickly typed

Elizabeth back with several

upstairs and won’t let

know what’s

came

back immediately if

the second-floor medical room, a

bleeding, a dark

wasn’t

motionless, like a fragile porcelain doll, lost in

pain seemed distant, a stark contrast to

have been tearful, pouting, and dramatically complaining to

sensitive part

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