Chapter: 49

"Mr. Scott," Norah fastened her seatbelt in place and greeted him with a smile. But then she realized her face was hidden behind a mask, so her smile disappeared where nobody could see it.

Sean turned to her with a piercing gaze. "So you disguised yourself with that outfit yesterday at the Hayes family's residence to hide your identity. I half-expected you were up to no good."

With a roll of her eyes, Norah retorted, "Mr. Scott, you're quite the comedian."

Feeling the weight of Sean's stare, Norah diverted her gaze outside, breaking the eye contact.

The journey continued in silence.

"I'm committed to discretion. You have my word," Sean assured her in a frosty tone. "Please, look after my grandfather and sister, Miss Wilson."

Gazing outside, Norah responded evenly, “Mr. Scott, have no worries. I won't compromise my professional integrity."

Norah had cured thousands of cases and earned her reputation by successfully tackling many difficult illnesses. Her competence was evident.

The view outside the window flew by rapidly as they drove away from the bustling city and reached a peaceful countryside. Eventually, they pulled up outside a compound and came to a stop.

The compound was fenced off, and two guards stood watch at the main entrance. Spotting the familiar car, they swiftly swung open the iron gate to allow the black car entry.

The estate exuded a quiet charm, its sparse population evident.

Flowers and plants adorned the exterior, adding a touch of vitality.

Sean led the way in silence, and Norah followed into the residence.

Stepping into a spacious living room, they were greeted by a maid who respectfully acknowledged, "Mr. Scott."

Sean instructed, "I've asked Susanna to join us shortly. Please begin with my grandfather."

"Sure," Norah responded, unfazed. She was there to assess both patients, after all.

As Sean led the way into the bedroom, Norah noticed an elderly man resting on the bed with his eyes open. The old man, identified as Rodrigo, had gaunt cheeks and lifeless eyes that barely moved at the sound of the door.

Despite his condition, it was evident Rodrigo was receiving good care.

His face was clean. The room was orderly without any unpleasant smells.

The sunlight filtered through the windows, brightening the room without causing any glare or discomfort.

Molly Courtenay, the maid, stood by the door. Aware of Sean's bringing a doctor for Rodrigo, she had prepared a chair by the bed for Norah. “Mr. Rodrigo Scott woke up early today, yet he still doesn't recognize anyone," she informed.

Sean gestured dismissively and said, "Molly, please go ahead downstairs. I'll manage from here."

"Alright, I'll be in my room then. Mr. Sean Scott, just call if you need me," Molly offered, exiting with a respectful nod.

Before leaving, Molly cast several lingering looks back at Sean and Norah, sensing something unique about their interaction.