Chapter 47


    “Yeah, you are always discussing. Did everything ever change though?”


    Ray cast them a chilly nce, the sound of Aisha’s agonized moans piercing his heart like a knife.


    When he spoke to Paul again, hist tone softened. “Uncle Paul, please just let Séraphine take a look.


    I’m not messing around. We can’t just watch Aisha suffer like this.”


    Hearing this, the members of the Brimer family seemed touched, and Paul hesitated. However,


    seeing Flora’s youthful arrogance, he steeled his heart.


    “As long as I’m here today, you are not toy a finger on Aisha. Ray, if you keep this up, I’ll have to


    inform the folks over at Maple Grove.”


    Paul’s stance was firm. It wasn’t that he judged a book by its cover, but Flom’s attire was far from


    what one would expect of a professional doctor.


    “Ray, if you really care about Aisha, then stop this madness. Look at thepany you keep: Paul’s


    son, Wade, chimed in. His gaze towards Ray was filled with enmity, as if looking at an enemy.


    He spoke too forcefully, and his ponytail swayed slightly with his words.


    “Exactly. You say she can heal? I might as well im I can heal. If she cures Aisha, I’ll let you kick


    my head around like a football.” A young girl joined in the conversation. She was Paul’s daughter


    and Wade’s sister. Her features were pleasant, but the scorn in her brows made her unlikable.


    Flora understood clearly now. Ray was not wee in the Brimer household. She was here to


    heal, not to get involved in family disputes. She only knew that Aisha’s condition was dire.


    “If we don’t treat her now, the patient will die.” Flora said earnestly.


    The girl was struggling to breathe.


    At her words, Ray paled and pushed past Wade and Yvonne, who were blocking his way.


    “Séraphine, please proceed with the treatment.” He cleared a path, and Flora took the opportunity


    to approach Aisha’s bedside.


    Her condition was severe. Flora frowned deeply, quickly taking out a specially prepared sachet of


    herbs, cing it near Aisha’s nostrils. “Dad! Look at Ray! She’s going too far!” Yvonne cried out,


    almost falling to the ground just moments before, her arm now throbbing in pain.


    “Ray! You’re out of control!” Paul was furious, ordering the servants, “Throw out Ray and this girl


    he’s brought with him!”


    The servants were actually intimidated by Ray. He had a fearsome temper, and though they didn’t


    dare provoke him, they had to follow Paul’s orders.


    “Get out!” Ray roared, his eyes zing as he stared down everyone. “Don’t touch me if you value


    your lives.”


    The servants were terrified, not daring to touch him. Their gaze shifted towards Flora.


    Flora’s expression was also at its breaking point as the servants tried to drag her away, preventing


    her from focusing on Aisha’s condition.


    “Do you want her to be cured or not?”


    After being tugged at by the servants, Flora lost her temper. She was only helping because Ray


    was Connor’s friend, but these Brimer family members were making it impossible to feel any


    sympathy.


    “You must be kidding me. Everyone, out!” Yvonne shouted loudly, ordering the servants in the room


    to kick them out


    Just then, a group burst into the room. Leading them was Connor.


    “Mr. Connor.”


    Seeing Connor, the previously triumphant Brimer family’s demeanor shifted noticeably.


    “Paul.” Connor nodded, giving the bound Ray a nce, his brow furrowing slightly


    Moss and Beck stepped forward, quickly subduing the group of guards.


    Paul was aware of the close rtionship between Connor and Ray. Connor’s presence was mostly


    for Ray. Had it been anyone else associated with Ray, Paul would have driven them away.


    However, Connor’s status was undeniable, and Paul could not act rashly.


    He said stiffly, “Mr. Connor, this is a matter for our family. I must ask you not to interfere.”


    “Wsha was like a sister to me, and her troubles are mine to bear, Connor’s tone was cool, yet he


    maintained decorum, every gesture exuding an air of nobility. “Séraphine is a healer of great


    renown, one we’ve been fortunate to secure. She truly can save Alsha.”


    “But…”


    “In any case, I will take responsibility for what happens next.”


    “Those of you who wish to stay and watch may do so. Those who do not may leave.”


    With those words from Connor the expressions of the Brimer family darkened further


    They were in


    irate. This was the Brimer family’s home. On what grounds did Connor have to tell them to leave?


    Still, despite their dissatisfaction, they found themselves unable to voice any objection in Connor’s


    presence. Even the usually boastful Wade bit his tongue, remaining silent.


    Flora watched Connor, who was standing amidst the crowd yet exuding a calm andposed


    presence. Her eyes sparkled with


    admiration.


    Connor looked so handsome!


    Her gaze was intensely passionate, and Connor, feeling it, looked back at her.


    Except when interacting with Ray and Flora, Connor’s demeanor towards others was always


    marked by a chilling aloofness.


    His icy gaze made Flora shiver, prompting her to quickly avert her eyes and focus on the patient’s


    condition.


    After a while, her brow furrowed. She wasn’t a doctor, but as an aromatherapist, she had some


    knowledge of alternative medicine.


    The girl’s illness seemed unusual, not like asthma.


    “When did she start showing these symptoms?” She whispered her question.


    “Three years ago.” Ray responded quickly.


    Three years prior, after the death of Aisha’s parents and her move from Maple Grove to Cedarvale,


    she began exhibiting these symptoms.


    “Did she show any signs before the episodes?”


    “No… I don’t think so.” Ray was too distressed by Aisha’s suffering to concentrate on Flora’s


    question. He anxiously asked, “Séraphine, can you heal Aisha?”


    Flora didn’t respond immediately but took out several bottles and jars, eventually selecting a


    sapphire blue one.


    Once the bottle opened, a refreshing fragrance filled the room, invigorating everyone’s spirit


    She held the bottle to Aisha’s nose, and as the scent flowed in, Aisha’s tension eased, her body


    rxed, her eyes closed, and her breathing, though still irregr, improved significantlypared


    to before.


    The Brimer family was astonished, staring in disbelief. Their looks towards Flora shifted from


    disdain to curiosity.


    Who was this person that had so quickly stabilized Aisha?


    Ray was trembling with excitement. Séraphine’s reputation was well deserved. She could indeed


    heal Aisha.


    Connor’s gaze on Flora was inquisitive. Even though this girl didn’t physically resemble the woman


    he held dear, he found himself vaguely drawn to her.


    “She’s not suffering from asthma. It’s more urate to say she’s experiencing a psychological


    disorder, Flora exined as everyone watched. “She must have gone through some traumatic


    event, causing her body to react this way. Her condition is quite severe. If it continues unchecked,


    she might not five more than six months.”


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    As the room filled with anxious nces, Flora smiled. “But you’re lucky to have me here. Shell be


    fine. However, I need some specific ingredients for the treatment


    “Whatever you need, just tell us. We’ll make sure to get it for you,” Ray said eagerly.