Chapter 2092
The CT scan showed that there was a metal object inside his head.
Avery''s eyes glittered with disappointment. She had hoped that Ang was lying about bringing the
dead back to life, but with the results of the CT scan, herst 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 some other 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 Ang. 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 backter! 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 home after Sebastian had finished his tea.
"Dad, did you call me here today because you need to talk to me about something?" Sebastian took
Dean''s arm and helped him into the house.
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"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 hopes for you. Don''t let me
down!" "I am a Jennings, Dad. Of course, I am here for this family and for you." Sebastian followed
his father into the dining room." Where''s Aunt Ang?"
"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 Ang 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. Ang adopted her, so it doesn''t really
matter if we ever meet her." "Aunt Ang cares quite a lot for her adopted daughter, huh?" "Ang
is, well, 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 sessful.
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.
"Dad, let''s have a drink together!" Sebastian said and turned to the servant. "Bring us a bottle of
champagne."