At once, Vinson went rigid with shock.
He smiled boyishly, crinkling his eyes in the process.
Arielle stared at him unwittingly, for his smile could melt an iceberg.
His loving gaze made her heart skip a beat.
“I-L.” she stuttered. “Don't take it the wrong way. I'm worried about you as a friend. That's all.”
Vinson shot her a solemn nod. “I know. I'm your 'Backer.' I didn't say you had something else in mind or that you have a crush on me.”
Arielle's cheeks flushed red as though all her deepest secrets had been laid bare.
“No one has a crush on you! Stop being narcissistic!” she raised her voice.
Calmly, Vinson nodded and admitted to it. “Yes, I'm a narcissist, so you don't have to mind my words.”
Arielle was at a loss for words.
She swiveled her head around in a fit of fury and ignored Vinson's presence.
Vinson loved it when she acted this way. His smile grew wider. I'm kinda glad this happened to me now. At least I got to see how Arielle's worried about me.
As Carter didn't slow down, they soon arrived at the hospital where the customer was admitted.
It was General Hospital, a public hospital in Jadeborough.
The most prominent doctors in all of Chanaea were here to treat the customer, excluding the doctors in Carter's private hospital, of course.
Once the car rolled to a stop, Arielle hopped off.
Vinson caught up to her and explained, “He's in the VIP emergency room. Let's go."
“Okay!” Arielle nodded. They then hurried into the hospital.
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