chapter1125

Lydia showed up at the cafe around three thirty in the afternoon. The place was charming and popular. She found the private room where she and Boris had agreed to meet, and sure enough, Boris was already waiting inside with a younger guy beside him.

As soon as Boris saw Lydia walk in, he jumped up from his seat, greeting her with a respectful smile. "Miracle Hands, you're here."

This was their third time meeting, so Boris had long accepted that this quiet young lady was actually the Miracle Hands everyone talked about. But the student he'd brought along clearly hadn't gotten the memo.

When Lydia stepped in, the young man stared at her, stunned. For a second, he looked like he thought maybe she'd wandered into the wrong room. The famous Miracle Hands? Wasn't she supposed to be older? More... imposing? Not this girl who couldn't be more than eighteen?

Boris shot his apprentice a look, clearly annoyed. "Carter, what are you doing just standing there? Aren't you going to greet Miracle Hands?"

Carter blinked and stared at Lydia, who honestly looked even younger than he was. Miracle Hands...? The legendary doctor he'd heard about for years? He'd assumed she'd be about the same age as Boris. Now, seeing her in person, he felt like the world had just flipped upside down. He couldn't quite wrap his head around it.

Lydia caught on immediately to why he was acting so weird. She'd seen this reaction before. Most people had the same problem when they learned who she really was. Honestly, she didn't have the patience to deal with it every time.

She turned to Boris and said, It's fine. Let's talk about what's important.

She quickly explained how she'd discovered the clone and filled him in on her and Kevin's theory. The more Boris heard, the more shaken he looked.

"These people are unbelievable! They have no morals at all. Miracle Hands, when I get back, I'll start checking every research lab I can find, here and abroad. I'm gonna find out who the hell thinks they can get away with this. Someone has to be held accountable."

To pull off cloning, you needed serious resources and powerful connections. Tracking down the responsible parties wouldn't be.

impossible, just time-cohet

But the real challenge was getting solid proof Without evidence, their Suspicions wouldn't mean anything. Even if they went all the way to the United Nations, it would go nowhere.

Alright, Lydia agreed.

With their plan settled, Lydia stood up to leave Carter watched her go, still looking completely lost. He was already blown away by what she'd said, but the fact that Miracle Hands was really just an eighteen-year-old. girl was even harder to believe.

Boris nudged him. "What is wrong with you today? You finally get to meet Miracle

Hands and you just stand there like a statue."

Carter coughed awkwardly. "Sorry, I'm just... kind of in shock."

Boris thought back to how stunned he'd been the first time he met Lydia. Compared to that, Carter was handling it pretty well. "I get it. It's a lot to take in But Miracle Hands is a rare genius. No one can beather You should learn from her whenever you get the chance."

Carter didn't say anything. It wasn't that he felt discouraged. He just couldn't believe

there was actually someone like her in the world.

He mumbled, I was just thinking... how old was Miracle Hands when she first became famous?"

Boris snorted. While you were still playing in the dirt, she was already in the operating room with a scalpel. You can't compare. Not even close."

Carter hadn't felt like he was falling behind, but after hearing that, he had to admit he suddenly felt pretty outclassed.

After leaving the cafe, Lydia drove straight to the police station. When Byron spotted her, he greeted her with a big smile. Hey, what brings you here today?"