Chapter 258

"Blame it on me." Michael Turner lowered his head, guilt written all over his face. "I was careless." Vivian listened with a blank expression. After hearing Michael explain that Alexander had relapsed during a deep hypnosis session, her already cold eyes locked on his face like icy daggers. "You're really supposed to be a world-class genius doctor?" Her tone wasn’t loud, but that calm voice felt like a slap across the face. "I..." Michael’s lips trembled. He knew it was his fault. He shouldn’t have gone through with the hypnosis—Alexander wasn’t in any state for it. But he didn’t dare defy his order, so he caved... "Don’t just stand there—head to the hospital before I lose it and break your other arm." "..." Michael opened his mouth, trying to explain, but one look at Vivian’s icy face shut him right up. Tail between his legs, he turned and left the villa without another word. Vivian crouched to check Alexander’s eyes—still bloodshot red—then sighed and sat on the couch. Those needles