Chapter 1298

“I’m only here to treat patients. I don’t play games with loose women, and I don’t act the fool for anyone’s sake. You’ve got the wrong person.”

A wave of shock swept the room. Milena was charging straight toward her own ruin without the slightest hesitation. Every eye darted to Kaleb; his expression darkened completely, simmering on the edge of rage.

Rita sensed the danger and gently tugged Elliana’s sleeve, silently begging her to stop before things went too far.

But Elliana seemed fearless. Ignoring Kaleb, she turned toward Edgar instead.

“Mr. Thompson, you are indeed very ill,” he said coolly after a glance.

“Your body has suffered years of emotional strain. Without proper treatment, you won’t last long. You’ve visited countless doctors, yet none could help you, right? You’ve already accepted death and started counting down your days. Am I correct?”

His tone was blunt to the point of rudeness, yet it only highlighted his remarkable medical skill. This was his first time inside the Thompson home, and he had diagnosed Edgar with a single look. This was the legendary Milena.

With that, the already heavy atmosphere became suffocating. No one dared draw a breath, terrified that one sound might lead to disaster. In nearly everyone’s mind, Milena had already sealed his fate. He had insulted Kaleb first—a crime few survived. Now he had spoken sharply to Edgar. There was no way he would leave the Thompson estate alive.

Edgar was a titan whose influence stretched across the world. Even those capable of shaking nations bowed before him. For a young doctor to speak with such defiance was like handing over his own head.

Levi had gone pale. He couldn’t imagine what had driven Elliana to act so recklessly. Rita’s thoughts raced, tangled with worry, unable to find any escape from the mess her daughter faced.

The living room was so quiet it felt like a tomb. Kaleb, Edgar, and Elsie all stared at Elliana, their expressions impossible to read.

Only Amilia and Karlee enjoyed the moment. To them, Milena’s death was certain. Once he was gone, blaming Bexley as his accomplice would be easy. Neither would live to see another day.

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At last, Kaleb broke the silence. His voice was deep and steady.

“Dr. Atkinson, can you cure my father?”

Elliana answered instantly, “Yes. Not only can I treat him, but I’m confident I can heal him completely.”

A ripple of shock ran through the room. So that was the reason behind his boldness—he held Edgar’s life in his hands. A sudden light sparked in Kaleb’s dark eyes; a flicker of hope appeared on Edgar’s and Elsie’s faces.

“But I won’t treat him,” Elliana said, shattering their expectations. Her tone was cold, almost disdainful.

“In fact, I won’t treat anyone in the Thompson family. Not a single one of you is worthy of my skills.”

A stunned silence fell over the room.

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