Chapter 213: Kellan turned to Floyd, his gaze steady.

Hows Lorna doing lately? Floyds stiff demeanor softened at the question, a faint smile curving his lips.

Shes responding well to the treatment.

Shes not as guarded around me anymore.

Shes a sweet girl.

Despite the simmering tension between them, any mention of patients brought out Floyds professional and composed nature.

His tone lightened considerably as they discussed his work.

Im confident Lornas condition will continue to improve, Floyd added.

Kellans expression softened at the mention of his niece.

Thank you, Mr.

Pierce.

Even though the two men rarely saw eye-to-eye, Kellan respected Floyds medical expertise and patience.

He knew all too well how much Lorna had resisted contact from others.

The fact that she had opened up to Floyd spoke volumes about his dedication and skill.

This is just my job, Mr.

Lloyd.

No need to make such a fuss, Floyd replied with a modest smile.

The sharp atmosphere between them seemed to dissipate, as if the earlier friction had never existed.

Ill make sure to repay you properly for Lornas treatment and for today… Kellans brows furrowed slightly.

Thanks for stepping in earlier, but why were you here all of a sudden? And Devinhe didnt lose his mind out of the blue.

It felt too orchestrated.

Allison, who had been listening quietly, interjected with a mischievous grin.

You finally caught on, Mr.

Lloyd.

It was me.

I called Floyd over.

figured it was best to

Floyd bring

out, it came in

to explain her earlier

Floyds medicine worked wonders.

as it was administered, Devin had a

up spilling every last

offered a

just something

glad it could help,

thought, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the

slightly before looking over his

Sherman, come in.

expression

hospital keeps a close watch on

never be seen in

of his tone left no room

handle things carefully, he could cause even

that risk, especially not where Allison was

could be no

Sherman nodded.

Understood.

knew exactly what

to disappear

low behind

throb radiating up his arm from

beaded on his forehead, and every movement sent fresh waves of agony

the van, Devin had already regained consciousness, his mind still hazy

slip

of a tree, he began to realize just how ridiculous his actions

hallucinations, the obsession with moneyit all became

set him

He was trapped.

image of the smiling doctor, Floyd,

expression twisted

had lost everythinghis credibility, his

nothing

worse, hed provoked people far more

going to that psychiatric

phone, his hands trembling, and

she could give him enough money

the call didnt even go

Shed blocked him.

with a snarl,

into useless

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