Chapter: 813

Amabel was pissed off.

She turned to Sean, seeking support. "Sean, you know I'm just concerned about Kennedy. Spencer mentioned that Miss Wilson might be highly skilled in either the Cardiac or Neurosurgery Department, but we can't take Kennedy's health Lightly."

“Amabel, Norah is merely examining him, she's not doing any surgery.

Is there really a need to be so alarmed? Besides, Norah's medical expertise is outstanding, and her advice is reliable!"

This was what Susanna meant to say after Spencer talked, but she hadn't found the moment.

Norah, known as the Supernatural Doctor, had agreed to check on Kennedy, and she wouldn't take it lightly. So why was Amabel so worried?

Possibly because she just couldn't bear Norah? If that was the case, she decided to lend Norah a hand.

Amabel noticed that the Scott siblings backed Norah unconditionally.

In their eyes, Norah could do no wrong.

Kennedy was intrigued. "Norah, how do you plan to do it?"

He wasn't wary of her. Having recently formed a good impression of her, he said openly, "How should I cooperate? Please just let me know!"

He was also curious to see her medical expertise in action.

With endorsements from both Sean and Susanna, he believed Norah's medical skills were surely reliable. At least, she wouldn't cause any harm.

Amabel persisted, "I'm just feeling a bit concerned about Kennedy. I guess it's natural to feel uncertain when we don't have much information about Miss Wilson's medical abilities, don't you think?"

Sean shot her a glance. “Keep your doubts to yourself."

He found Amabel quite annoying.

It dawned on Phillip for the first time that Amabel harbored a fierce desire to win Sean's over. She had adeptly masked it before, but now, in Norah's presence, her facade crumbled like a house of cards.

Indeed, Norah outshone Amabel in every conceivable way.

"Norah has good intentions. What's the harm in letting her take a Look?"

Kennedy dissented, casting a glance at Amabel. "“Amabel, if you're feeling bored, why don't you take Spencer out for some fun instead of staying here with me?"

Listening to her chatter was akin to having a swarm of flies buzzing in his ears, giving him a pounding headache.

Her affected manner of speech, with its affected tone, grated on him.

He preferred forthright and radiant girls like Norah and Susanna.

Spencer tugged at his sister, sensing Kennedy's impatience. Sometimes, his sister's words even made him want to clamp her mouth shut.