Chapter 451

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Katie's eyes flickered as she said to Luciana, “Luciana, unfortunately this is not a good time. Before leaving here, Mitchel told me he was feeling a little tired..."

Luciana's face fell and she wrung her hands. “Then next time,” he murmured quietly.

Katie's phone rang at that very second.

Katie looked at Luciana and said, “Wait for me by the elevator. "I have to take this call."

Luciana nodded.

Katie went to a place where Luciana couldn't see her to answer Abel's call.

Luciana stood next to the elevator, staring into the mirrored surface.

“Ding.” Suddenly, the elevator opened behind her.

Unconsciously, Luciana looked out and saw a girl hurriedly passing by.

For a moment, Luciana felt as if she had been struck by lightning, because the girl's profile looked familiar.

He opened his mouth to say the name on the tip of his tongue, but closed it a moment later. When he thought to follow her, the girl had disappeared.

Luciana stared at the hallway that led to Mitchel's living room, a thoughtful expression on her face. Mitchel was the only patient admitted on the entire floor. Could that girl be Raegan?

What's wrong, Luciana? Katie asked again, noticing Luciana's devastated expression.

“I…” Luciana began, but she dismissed her thoughts a second later and decided not to bother Katie with her wild speculations.

Katie, misinterpreting Luciana's expression as an attempt to sneak a visit to Mitchel, felt a pang of annoyance, but quickly suppressed it. "Let's go then."

As they walked, Luciana, trying to sound nonchalant, asked, "Katie, has Mitchel accepted Raegan's death?"

Katie was stunned by the question, but quickly regained her composure and calmly replied, "Mitchel hasn't mentioned Raegan in a long time."

Unable to shake the suspicion swirling in her mind, Katie inquired, “Luciana, why did you suddenly ask about this?”

"No reason. "I was just thinking out loud," Luciana responded with an awkward smile.

Katie looked at Luciana for a moment. He linked his arm with Luciana's, his expression full of warmth. «Luciana, today I have some free time. Would you like to go to your therapy session?

Luciana hesitated. "I've been feeling pretty good lately."

The idea of ​​therapy made Luciana uneasy, as it often left her with a foggy mind and bad memory for days. For some inexplicable reason, I was beginning to distrust therapy.

«Oh, come on, Luciana. I have already made an appointment for you with Mr. Gómez. He even canceled appointments with high-level clients just so Katie would insist. Mr. Gómez was well known for his psychological treatments and relaxation therapies and was in great demand among the elite.

Because of everything that had been said, Luciana found it difficult to refuse and nodded her head. "OK".

On the hillside.

In a luxurious villa, a room filled with swirling smoke created an air of mystery.

Luciana was lying in a chair, fast asleep.

The door creaked and Katie entered. He didn't even look at the sleeping Luciana, accustomed to the scene.

“Did he say something?” Katie asked.

Mr. Gómez nodded. "He said he had just seen his late daughter-in-law in the hospital."

Katie's expression turned icy. Just what I suspected.

"So he hid it from me." A mischievous smile curved Katie's lips. He ordered: "In that case, tell him that if his son marries his former daughter-in-law, he will die."

Again, Mr. Gómez nodded. "We should stick to the previous hypnosis technique and have him come back for additional sessions."

“No need,” Katie said dryly. «Use deep hypnosis. The kind that works in one go.

“That could be quite damaging,” warned Mr. Gómez.

Katie smiled satisfied. "It doesn't matter".

Since Luciana dared to keep secrets from her, Katie found no remorse in neglecting Luciana's health. After all, the only reason he kept Luciana by his side was his goal of marrying Mitchel. After that, he didn't care if Luciana lived or died.

"Okay," Mr. Gómez agreed.

Before leaving, Katie looked at Luciana's pale face and her smile darkened.

When Luciana left the supposed therapy, her limbs felt weak and her face had lost color, as if she had aged considerably in an instant.

«Luciana! Katie shouted, rushing to grab Luciana, who looked like she was about to faint.

Luciana, holding her head in her hands, spoke with lips that had turned a shade paler. «Why do my hands shake and my legs are so weak?

Katie helped Luciana into the car, asking in a worried tone, "Luciana, you didn't take the medicine I gave you exactly as prescribed, did you?"

Luciana confessed: "One day I accidentally spilled it and then I didn't have any left to drink."

«I knew something was wrong! Why didn't you tell me? I could have brought you more.

“Didn't you mention that medicine is hard to come by?” Luciana whispered, “I didn't want to abuse you.”

«Luciana, you are being too polite to me.» Katie's voice became tender, her face breaking into a soft smile. «I'm here for you. How could you hesitate to ask me for help?

Katie took a bottle of medicine out of the car and handed it to Luciana. «This was acquired by a friend from abroad. Knowing it's in short supply, I made sure to have extras on hand, just in case you needed it urgently.

Luciana accepted the medicine, offering a smile in return. «Thank you, Katie.

"Just make sure you take it as directed, or it won't do its job," Kati warned.

Katie warned.

The medication in question was crucial for Luciana to sleep well. Stopping the medication had caused frequent nighttime awakenings, leaving her unable to find rest. The effects on his mental well-being were increasingly evident. While he had this medicine, his nights were peaceful.

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