Chapter 270

Ever since Michael Turner injured his hand and got admitted to the hospital, he hadn’t been summoned by Alexander for several days. His hand injury wasn’t serious—didn't stop him from working as a doctor—but he still remembered they were in the middle of a treatment. Mr. Brooks hadn’t said he was ending it, but he hadn’t said he was continuing either… Besides, Michael knew he had to face the music. So, with a heart full of guilt and nerves, he went to the study to confess, and, well, maybe test the waters about the treatment too. But the moment he stepped inside, he froze. Mr. Brooks was reading. Michael blinked. Seriously? Since when did Mr. Brooks read books? With his terrifying memory and brainpower, Mr. Sullivan’s team had always prepped all the info into cheat-sheet-style summaries for him. He usually just glanced over them, memorized, done. As Michael edged a bit closer, he saw that it was... a novel? The title? Yeah, let’s just say it was something else. “Uh, Mr. Brooks?” Michae