Samuel nodded, rubbing his chin. “I get it, but this mask is really awesome.” Follow current nov?ls on find[?]ovel.net

Katelyn was a bit at a loss for words. She still remembered how scared Samuel had been when he first saw the mask, stumbling over his words.

Neil moved quickly. Within half an hour, Carol was taken to the hospital, and soon after, the entire Wheeler family had also arrived. Neil rolled the wheelchair forward, his icy stare landing on Katelyn.

“Are you Dr. Hades?” he asked, confused. “A remarkable doctor dressed in such an unusual way?”

She wrapped herself up tightly, as if afraid of being recognized. Still, he couldn’t shake a feeling of familiarity.

Lise scoffed to herself, filled with disdain. Dressing so oddly was just a way to get attention. She didn’t believe at all that this one lived up to her reputation.

Katelyn nodded and pointed to the upscale private room on the right.

“First, take Mrs. Wheeler to that room. I’ll perform a thorough medical examination,” she said.

As she spoke, Katelyn stepped into the room first.

“You say you’re Hades, but how do we know you really are? How can we trust your mere words during such a crucial time for treating the patient? Prove it first!”

Lise’s eyes were filled with skepticism. She couldn’t believe that the person before them was really the legendary healer, Hades. To her, anyone who deliberately disguised themselves must have ulterior motives.

“Just because you put on a white coat and a mask, you can call yourself a miracle healer? If it’s that easy, I might as well declare myself a doctor tomorrow,” Lise said.

Her tone was sharp, but from Neil’s perspective, her skepticism seemed somewhat justified.

“I’ve known Katelyn forever, and she’s never mentioned anything about your friendship. Why should we trust someone who appears out of nowhere? Are you conspiring with Katelyn to harm Mrs. Wheeler?”

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As Lise spoke, her confidence grew. She preferred to believe this doctor was a fraud, secretly hoping Carol would die on her hands, clearing her path to marry into the Wheeler family.

Katelyn turned and faced Lise, her cold gaze piercing through the eerie mask, which made her look even more formidable. The intensity of her stare sent a chill through Lise.

How can a look alone be so chilling?

“If you have doubts, you’re welcome to seek treatment elsewhere. But don’t expect me to ever treat anyone from the Wheeler family again,” Katelyn declared, her voice deep and commanding, laden with authority.

Lise, somewhat intimidated but still defiant, shrank back slightly behind Neil.

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