Chapter 167

Chapter 167



Marilyn paused for a moment, then quickly explained, "Doctors are swamped these days, especially the surgeons. Your accent doesn't sound local. Are you here on vacation or for work?"

I was caught off guard by her initiating the conversation, but I decided to be upfront with her.

Lies have a way of unraveling; honesty is the best policy.

"Talbot is my uncle, and we're here for a collaboration between the Patterson Group and the Crawford family. My husband was probably injured on the construction site."

She nodded thoughtfully, "I see, so you're a Johnson as well."

"Do you happen to know..."

"Ouch!"

A familiar voice rang out as the janitor's cart overturned again.

This time, several bottles shattered, drenching Marilyn in their contents.

Her face immediately turned cold, tinged with a hint of disgust.

"Such carelessness could have hurt a patient!"

"We've told the hospital time and again not to rely on those who are past their prime. Honestly."

clearly a bit of a germaphobe -

probing further, muttering about

help the old janitor

shards when the old man stopped me. "Be careful with

checking my shoes and pants for

those who

was always meticulous, my dad used to say. Without his attention to detail, he wouldn't have made such a skilled accountant, let alone manage a

was just as cautious removing plastic wrap

his cart away, I called

moment but

time, but I was

him, his appearance, and

he was here for

him could lead us to the truth about what happened back

swnofr

hang around long and rushed back

up, his spirits lifted slightly

Seeing his

my eyes welled up with

t belongs to

but the pain made him

over. "Clyde, are you okay? Where does it

the verge of tears,

emotional resilience so low

her a look before turning back to

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