Into the room stepped a woman, her vision framed by ck sses, dressed in the stark contrast of a white shirt and ck pants.


    She was Jimena Hinks, entrusted with the health of the Glyn family as their private doctor.


    Noticing Davey by the bed, Jimena offered a bow of respect and voiced her inquiry, “Mr.


    Glyn, should I administer acupuncture to her now orter?”


    “Now,” Davey stated with a calm that filled the room.


    “Very well.


    ”


    Davey made way as Jimena drew closer, preparing the space with a professional ease and starting with a head massage meant to soothe Casey into the treatment.


    Jimena’s hands moved with precision, betraying a dedication to her craft.


    Despite the countless times Jimena’s hands had performed these motions, Casey’s beauty never ceased to dazzle Jimena.


    Casey was such a beauty that almost all men would pause in wonder whenever theyid eyes on her.


    Time had only addedyers to her allure, crafting a presence that could stir envy and admiration in any onlooker, not just men.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    Davey’s choice to shield Casey away in this secluded sanctuary, hidden from the world’s eyes for years, suddenly seemed like the only sensible thing to do.


    One by one, each slender, sharp needle found its ce in Casey’s scalp, meticulously activating each acupoint with a gentle precision.


    Davey watched this process unfold, his attention unwavering.


    Despite Jimena’s near-decade of service, his trust in her remained guarded, much like his trust in anyone else.


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    Davey waited silently, until Jimena began the careful removal of each needle after thirty minutes.


    It was then that his phone broke the silence, prompting Davey to answer.


    “What’s the matter?”


    The voice on the other end belonged to Katie.


    Even on the phone, Davey’s eyes remained glued on Casey and Jimena’s methodical movements.


    “How Long do these injectionsst, in general?” Katie asked.


    “It varies.


    For some, a month.


    For others, two, even three,” Davey exined, his t


    one remaining even.


    “And if thest injection is given, will things really happen as you’ve said?” Katie probed.


    Davey chuckled lightly, his voice as cold as a poisoned de.


    “Katie, it seems you’re still clinging to a sliver of mercy.


    ”


    “Davey, I just…” Katie’s voice faltered.


    “Enough,” Davey cut in sharply, his patience frayed.


    “I’m not your father.


    I don’t have time to guide you through everything.


    You need to work it out yourself.


    ”


    With a definitive click, Davey hung up.


    Suddenly, a sharp exmation cut through the silence.


    “Ah!” It was Jimena, standing by the bed in rm.


    “Casey!” Davey, with swift concern, closed the distance between him and Casey.


    A thorough look reassured him.


    Casey was undisturbed, her peace intact.