The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 696:

“A man?” the doctor murmured under his breath, as if struggling to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed.

Before the moment could stretch further, Moses strode over, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“Merlin, are you playing detective now?”

Merlin Wilson adjusted his glasses, saying nothing, though his gaze lingered on Corrine’s handiwork. A quiet acknowledgment settled over him before he sighed.

“I feel redundant here.”

As the most skilled doctor in their group, Merlin had never found himself at a loss before. And yet, here he was, standing in the presence of someone who made his expertise seem almost trivial.

Corrine had already done everything—handled it with such perfection that there was nothing left for him to do.

It was a rare admission, but one that spoke volumes.

Moses might not understand the finer nuances of her technique, but even he could tell the treatment was impeccable.

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concern for her was no small thing. Not to mention, Moses had just earned one

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he reached into his medical kit, retrieving a bottle of bruise-healing

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about her quiet gaze made Merlin

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to

to take leave. Go

away. A flicker of hesitation crossed her face, barely perceptible but

voice dropped

“Did you hear me?”

She exhaled lightly, mumbling,

“Got it.”