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    Davey remained unmoved. “A patient only gets one life. Clear out your office by tomorrow.”


    Then Alexander signaled for security to escort Ferris out.


    Turning back to Bertha, Davey said, “Mr. Harper, your mother is out of danger now. This young woman has extraordinary medical expertise—no one else could have saved your mother.”


    Alexander responded with polite humility, “She’s my daughter. You give her too much credit.”


    Davey shook his head. “This isn’t ttery. Your daughter is Healer’s apprentice.”


    Healer?


    Alexander’s gazended on Elena. Could it be true? Was his daughter really an apprentice of Healer?


    “Mr. Sampson, you’ve got it all wrong—Elena just returned from Foiclens, so how could she possibly know the Healer you’re referring to?” Javier hissed.


    Resentment tinged his words as he snapped back, still seething from his earlier humiliation at the hands of Elena.


    How could someone as ill-bred as her be Healer’s apprentice? After saying that, Javier caught Elena’s serene look and subconsciously adopted a defensive stance.


    With a mocking smirk, Elena turned her gaze away dismissively. Realizing he had been ignored, Javier felt his reaction had only embarrassed him further.


    Hesitantly, he continued, “If you’re suggesting that Elyse is an apprentice of Healer, I might believe it—but Elena? That’s simply impossible!”


    A shadow crossed Davey’s face as he said in a measured, serious tone, “I’m absolutely certain. These silver needles are a signature tool of Healer, known for unmatched medical prowess. No one would dare to disrespect Healer.”


    Javier retorted, “That still doesn’t prove Elena is Healer’s apprentice. She could have stumbled upon those needles by chance.”


    In a barely audible whisper, he added, “Who knows? Maybe she even took them.”


    “Javier,” Alexander interjected coldly, his stern voice cutting through the tension. He then added, “Have you forgotten your manners? She is your cousin.”


    Javier, who had always feared Alexander since childhood, hesitated before finally saying, “I’m sorry.”


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    It was only then that Alexander turned his attention to Davey.


    Davey exined, “That’s impossible. These needles are crafted from special materials and take a full year to produce. There is only one such set in the entire world. A true doctor values such a tool and would never simply cast it aside. If anyone could casuallye into possession of these precious silver needles, then Miss Harper, please do tell me where you found them—I’d love to acquire a set as well.”


    It was only now that Elena realized the silver needles in her hand were far more valuable than she had understood—they were a gift from her mentor.


    Suddenly, Davey interjected, “Miss Harper, if I may, I have a question for you.”


    Elena looked up and responded, “Please, go ahead.”


    “Healer passed away ten years ago, and you were just a teenager then. How did you be Healer’s apprentice?”


    Healer passed away ten years ago?


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