Chapter 1100

As Kallie’s comforting whispers filled the room, Elma’s fingers quivered faintly in response.

This subtle movement didn’t escape Kallie’s vigilant eyes. She then noticed a chilling blueness overtaking Elma’s fingertips, the skin there shaded a disturbing dark blue right under the nails—a sight only perceptible upon close examination.

What had first been dismissed as a routine health issue now ominously suggested poisoning.

Kallie frowned. Strangely enough, their doctor, Lacey, had never hinted at such a dire possibility. Could such symptoms really have emerged just now?

Doubt clouded Kallie’s thoughts. It was hard to believe that Lacey, as attentive as she was reputed to be, could overlook such critical symptoms in Elma’s condition.

Kallie harbored suspicions, her instincts prickling uneasily. Stealthily, she withdrew her phone and snapped a quick photo of Elma’s hand. With the utmost care, she positioned Elma’s hand back exactly as it had been, as if untouched. She intended to use this as a test for Lacey, to discern whether Lacey genuinely aimed to heal Elma. If Lacey remained silent about the incident to either Kallie or Jake in the days to follow, it would signal something was amiss.

Meanwhile, in the quiet of the study, Lacey began to voice her thoughts.

Jake’s expression soured, a frown creasing his forehead as he wrestled with reluctance.

“You insisted that Elma needed rest, that we shouldn’t move her casually. You even opposed Kallie’s idea of hospitalizing Elma. But now, you’re asking me to fly Elma out to your mentor’s place at dawn? It’s hours away by plane, Lacey. It’s not exactly nearby.”

Lacey listened, a knot of discomfort tightening in her stomach as Jake threw her own words back at her—the same words she had once used to scoff at Kallie. A pang of unease washed over her. Did Jake’s concern for Kallie run that deep? His protective stance seemed to amplify whenever Kallie showed the slightest sign of distress.

With her teeth clenched, Lacey hastened to clarify, her voice firm yet tinged with desperation.

“Elma was in a dire state before, but she’s shown significant improvement thanks to my efforts. However, what we’re doing now merely tempers the symptoms without tackling the underlying problem. It’s not just the aftermath of the water incident. The bodyguards confirmed she was rescued swiftly after falling into the water.”

Lacey paused, locking eyes with Jake, her tone earnest.

“Mr. Reeves, if you truly care about Elma’s well-being, please, take her to see my mentor. I’ll understand your doubts. In fact, I plan to leave next week anyway.”

A rueful smile flickered across her face as she added, “I realize I can’t fully cure Elma. I refuse to waste her time—or mine.”

Jake genuinely desired Lacey’s departure, yet her broaching of the subject caught him off guard. Her sincere gaze left him puzzled about her intentions. She appeared genuine, her eyes clear and unwavering. However, entrusting Elma’s safety to a stranger was a risk he hesitated to take.

Lacey caught the flicker of hesitation in Jake’s expression, but she knew she had already said everything she could. If Jake remained unwilling to follow her suggestion, she knew there was no point in pushing him further. Forcing the issue could only spark suspicion she couldn’t afford.

Just as Lacey was poised to withdraw politely, Jake interjected, “Reach out to your mentor. I promise to bring Elma to your mentor’s place no later than the day after tomorrow.”

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