“Quite the scene, isn’t it?”
The familiar sound made Katelyn glance over. The man still wore casual clothes, and with his youthful face and style, he looked like he’d just walked off a college campus.
In a flash, Neil’s eyes narrowed. It was Langston. So, Hades was tied to the Walsh family from Chaepstow, too? How many powerful connections and resources had her identity as a miracle doctor brought her?
A hint of confusion flickered in Lise’s eyes. Who was this man? Why had she never seen him before? With a calm gaze fixed on Langston, Katelyn asked seriously, “Where’s the patient?”
“In the room next door,” Langston said casually, walking over to Katelyn. As he passed Sharon, he scoffed and said, “An insignificant family like the Baileys really thinks they can act so arrogantly?” While the Walsh family might struggle competing with the Adams family, taking down the Baileys would be a piece of cake. Discover more novels at find[?]ovel.net
Katelyn was a bit taken aback. When had Langston shown up? And how much had he heard? Sharon’s face twisted with anger. It was bad enough to be humiliated by Hades, but now some young nobody dared to mock her, too.
“And who do you think you are, talking to me like that? I could make you vanish from Granville in an instant if I wanted,” Sharon answered.
Langston feigned shock, dramatically covering his mouth. “Oh no, the Bailey family is so powerful now? I’m absolutely terrified!” His fake panic was obvious, and Katelyn took a small step back in disgust. She hadn’t realized Langston could be this dramatic. If Sharon had seen how effortlessly Langston handled a gun, she wouldn’t dare speak to him like this, no matter how brave she thought she was.
Katelyn stepped back, enjoying the show. Sharon, unaware of the danger, felt a surge of her lost dignity and said even more arrogantly, “If you’re scared, then get out of my sight.”
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Being friends with Hades, you can’t be any good either.”
Katelyn shot her a cold, mocking look and replied, “I’m not friends with him. Don’t lump us together.” She and Langston were, at best, just partners. He saved her life, so she helped him treat a patient in return. The word ‘friends’ couldn’t be further from reality.
Langston raised an eyebrow, giving Katelyn a subtle look of dissatisfaction. “I’m helping you right now,” he said.
“Not needed,” Katelyn replied, glaring at him coldly. “Just take me to see the patient.”
All she wanted was to treat the patient and end her partnership with Langston as quickly as possible.
Just as she was about to walk away, Sharon’s sharp voice cut through the air. “Stop right there!”
Langston turned slowly, his expression darkening, with a glint of malice in his eyes. “Is there a problem?” Langston asked. Although his face looked youthful, the energy he gave off at that moment felt dangerously menacing.
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