NovelAppThe CT scan showed that there was a metal object inside his head.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAvery's eyes glittered with disappointment. She had hoped that Angela was lying about bringing the dead back to life, but with the results of the CT scan, her last hope was destroyed.
"What's wrong?" Elliot studied her expression and asked, "Is it bad? || She shook her head. "No. The report just suggests that there's a foreign object in your brain. Let's go take sother tests. Once everything is done, your finalized report should be ready." She paused, before continuing, "Elliot, don't be too pessimistic. Professor Greens used to say that I'm better than Angela. If she can do this, I will soon understand her research." "I'm so worried that you would exhaust yourself." "I'm not tired. Not at all. I will only be tired if you aren't with me. Without you, eating, sleeping, and breathing all feel tiring. With you by my side now, I feel motivated." She wrapped her arms around his and grabbed his hand and squeezed them. "You are warm and smell exactly like you did before. You are still the Elliot I know.
Natalie only said that you merely look like a real person to get to us. Don't bother with what she said." "I don't even remember what she said if you don't bring it up." Elliot followed her. "You are the one who cares." "Is that so? It's fine as long as you aren't bothered." She forced a smile and said, "Let's get cakes on our way back later! It's been a while and I'm suddenly in the mood for cake." "Sure." In the evening at the Jennings' mansion, Dean was in a good mood and called Sebastian that afternoon to invite him back for dinner.
Sebastian arrived at half past five and Dean reached hafter Sebastian had finished his tea.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Dad, did you callhere today because you need to talk toabout something?" Sebastian took Dean's arm and helped him into the house.
"Can I not ask you to drop by for dinner if I don't have anything specific to talk to you about?" Dean released his hand. "You are my only son now, Sebastian. I have high S hopes for you. Don't letdown!" "I ama Jennings, Dad. Of course, I am here for this family and for you." Sebastian followed his father into the dining room." Where's Aunt Angela?" || "She has been going apartment hunting with her daughter these past two days. She thinks her daughter's house is too old and wants to buy her a new one," Dean said. " You haven't met her daughter yet, have you?" "Not yet. Aunt Angela has never brought her daughter here." "Neither have I met her daughter." Dean scowled. "She said her daughter is quite introverted and doesn't like socializing. She didn't give birth to her, though. Angela et adopted her, so it doesn't really matter if we ever meet her." "Aunt Angela cares quite a lot for her adopted daughter, huh?" "Angela is, wett, different from others. If she is determined to run from me, she is fully capable of doing so. After all, it's certain that she will be winning the Marshall's Award. There are countless wealthy men out there who would kill to get to know her, but she is still staying by my side willingly. She even helped eradicate that scandal about me. I am grateful for her." "Maybe she really does love you," Sebastian said. "You are a very charming man, Dad." "Ha! No need to suck up to me. You are my only son now, and you are smart enough to not repeat the mistakes of your older brother-" "I'm not sucking up to you, Dad." Sebastian interrupted him. "Not everyone can be successful. There are people who said that you killed your siblings to get your hands on MediLove, but I think that's bullsh*t.
If you aren't capable enough, how did you manage to expand MediLove to this extent? Dean's grin froze.
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