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    Elyse watched him go, envy darkening her eyes. This was all Elena’s fault!


    When they got home, Alexander finally spoke. “Elena, why didn’t you mention that you had medical knowledge?”


    Elena remainedposed. “No one ever asked.”


    She hadn’t purposely hidden it from her parents—it simply never came up.


    Alexander hesitated for a moment, realizing they had never actually inquired about it.


    “Are you interested in medicine? Would you consider working at the hospital? If you want, I can put you in charge of the hospital we own,” he offered.


    Elena declined without hesitation. “No need.”


    With her search for her mentor and hermitment topleting design ns, she had too much on her te to think about the hospital.


    Alexander didn’t push further. “Alright, take your time. Whenever you decide which path to take, just let me know.”


    “Got it,” Elena said with a nod.


    Since Alexander had business at thepany, he didn’t linger at home for long.


    After seeing him off, Elena headed upstairs.


    Inside her room, she shut the door and retrieved her specialized phone, dialing Lydia Hunt’s number.


    Lydia, the head of the global hackerwork Pantheon, was also one of Elena’s closest confidantes.


    The call connected almost immediately.


    “EI, you finally remembered me! I was starting to think you’d abandoned me after reuniting with your real parents. I’m so emotional right now,” Lydia teased.


    Hearing Lydia’s familiar voice, Elena’s features softened. “Enough joking. I have something important to discuss.”


    Lydia instantly straightened up. “Go on.”


    Elena got straight to the point. “Can you look into someone named Healer, who supposedly died ten years ago? I think Healer might be connected to my mentor.”


    “Healer?” Lydia echoed. “Healer, who passed away a decade ago, was a woman. But I remember your mentor being a man. Do you think they were rted?”


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    “I don’t know,” Elena admitted. “It’s the only lead I have right now.”


    Lydia understood just how much Elena’s mentor meant to her—she had been searching for him for years.


    “Got it. I’ll investigate and let you know if I find anything.” Just as Elena was about to end the call, Lydia stopped her.


    “Don’t hang up so fast! It’s been ages since we talked. Let’s chat a little! Are you taking on any assignments? Clients keep asking for you.”


    “I’ll think about it,” Elena replied. “I’m swamped right now.”


    “Fine, fine. I know you want to spend time with your real family. I won’t bug you.”


    Despite herints, Lydia was genuinely happy for Elena. The Reed family had mistreated her for years, and Lydia had always urged her to cut ties with them. But Elena was someone who cherished bonds, even secretly helping the Reeds. At longst, she had freed herself from that burden.


    After ending the call, Elena pulled out her sketchbook and focused on designing. She was so absorbed in her work that she lost track of time.


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