The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill

Scarlett froze. She felt awkward under the strange stares of so many people.

She looked toward Xavier and said gently, "Mr. Stroud, why don't you let Dr. Gaztrict lie here with you and keep you company?"

Caleb was speechless. What did she mean? Did she want him to lie next to Mr. Stroud?

Caleb screamed internally, "Ms. Quinn, please don't drag me down with you!"

Who would dare lie next to Mr. Stroud? Was she trying to get him killed? Only someone as bold as her could even think of such a thing.

Xavier stared intently at Scarlett. His voice was firm and domineering yet tinged with childish insistence.

"I won't let you leave! Stay. Keep me company."

Scarlett went silent. Caleb's hand trembled as he nervously adjusted his gold- rimmed glasses, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Had Xavier's brain been damaged from the explosion? Was the man who avoided women like the plague relying on Scarlett? Could this be another post-traumatic stress response, like the one he'd suffered after that near-fatal incident 10 years ago?

He needed to run more tests.

Caleb gave Scarlett a subtle signal, asking her to go along with it. Helplessly, she forced a smile and looked at Xavier. "Okay, I won't leave. I'll stay with you."

Caleb then ushered the crowd out the door with his eyes. Seeing as Xavier was improving visibly and no longer in need of surgery, the others had no excuse to interfere with his decisions.

Noah finally let out a breath of relief. The Gaztrict family was safe. But his expression darkened quickly, and he waved over a subordinate, ordering them to look into Scarlett.

He hadn't expected this girl to have real skills. Not only did she calm Xavier down during an episode, but she even broke through his aversion to women. She really did show a bit of the brave spirit he once had.

Inside the room, Caleb reattached the tubes and sensors that Xavier had previously torn off. Soon, the monitors began displaying his vitals again. After reading them, Caleb was shocked.

Xavier's neural activity had dropped to the normal range ever recorded, as if something had completely soothed him. Rarely had he ever seen him in such a peaceful, stable state.

When he looked up at Xavier, he saw that his eyes were half-closed, but his gaze never left Scarlett, as if he was afraid she'd disappear the moment he looked away.

Caleb narrowed his eyes,

understanding dawning in his mind. So it was a PTSD response from that traumatic incident 10 years ago, and Scarlett had become his only emotional anchor, his lifeline.

Scarlett sat with Xavier for a while, gently coaxing him to sleep. He looked utterly

exhausted, with dark shadows under his eyes.

When his eyes finally closed, Scarlett signaled for Caleb to hand her the acupuncture needles. She gently inserted one into the acupuncture point in his scalp, helping guide him into a deep sleep. '

The grip on her wrist loosened instantly. She pulled back her red, bruised hand and flexed her fingers.noveldrama

"Damn, his grip is crazy!" She thought. Any longer, and he might've broken her hand.

There was nothing more she could do. It was time to let Caleb take over.

She stepped out of the room, only to be met with a corridor full of highty respected physicians, all staring at her like she was a living miracle. She narrowed her eyes, face cold.

"Mr. Stroud was utterly exhausted. His lack of a sense of safety prevented him from falling asleep, which led to his mental collapse and violent behavior.

"Why didn't any of you try to lull him to sleep? Instead, you were here debating brain surgery? I seriously question your medical qualifications."

The group of doctors was silent. They thought, "With all due respect, who the hell dared approach Mr. Stroud?"

Even the sedatives stopped working. If they got any closer, they would've died.

Noah's face flushed with shame. This was the top medical team in the country, yet they were being humiliated by some insignificant girl.

However, he couldn't argue back. He could only swallow his pride in silence.