Chapter 114
Elliot looked at the doctor and said flatly, "You can leave now."
Total use-and-dispose attitude.
Dylan Cooper rolled his eyes but didn't plan on staying anyway. He still had other injured folks to check on.
Charisse had been waiting outside. The moment she saw Dylan step out, she hurried over. "How is he? Where's the injury? Is it serious? What should we do now?"
Dylan raised an eyebrow, amused. "Wow, someone's real worried about Elliot. What's your relationship with him?"
"He's my boss," Charisse answered without missing a beat.
"Boss?"
"I'm Secretary to Mr. Grant."
Dylan's curiosity was obviously piqued. "Secretary?"
"Yes."
"Huh. Never met a secretary who lives at her boss's house… Oh no wait—I take that back. My old professor had an assistant who lived with him too. But they were, well, involved."
Charisse went silent.
Just as she was about to explain, Elliot's cold voice rang out from the room, "Dylan, why are you still here?"
"I'm going, I'm going!" Dylan raised his hands like su

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