Tremaine glanced at Yesseca and said, "I believed you because I wanted to. There's no reason to it."
"There should be a reason for everything!" Yesseca couldn't help but blurt out.
"Then, why is your face so round?"
Yesseca:"..."
She touched her face subconsciously.
Was her face round?
Also, she was asking him about his faith in her remedy, why did he shift the topic to the shape of her face?
"How would I know why my face is round?" Yesseca asked him instead of giving him an answer.
"Then how do I know why I believe you?" Tremaine's voice was cold.
Yesseca was dumbstruck yet again.
She was in awe of this man.
He didn't talk much, but every time he wanted to block out the question of others, he had the ability to shut them up right away.
Yesseca paused for a moment before saying,
"However, thank you very much. No one believed me just now. You are the only one who did."
As she spoke, Tremaine fixed his eyes at her.
Just as he was about to open his lips, he seemed to have thought of something else and decided not to speak.
In a blink of an eye, they arrived at Zorion's villa.
This was Yesseca's first visit to Zorion's villa.
Zorion's villa was slightly smaller than Tremaine's, but it was still luxurious inside.
The decoration of Tremaine's villa was rather low-key but majestic. The theme was black and white, while Zorion's villa was exaggeratedly luxurious and magnificent.
Yesseca had a feeling that the decorations must have been done by Yuliana.
After a quick stroll around the villa, Tremaine took Yesseca to Zorion's room.
Zorion was lying in bed, with the medical equipment that Yesseca couldn't understand next to him. Furthermore, there was a tube going into Zorion's body.
Yesseca couldn't help but sigh.
After all, a rich family did not even need to go to a hospital. They could just arrange a small ward directly in their houses.
There was also a doctor standing in the ward.
He was a Chinese doctor who was specially invited by Tremaine from the United States.
"How is he doing?" Tremaine asked the doctor.
The doctor's expression showed a sign of worry. "Mr. Quartley, the patient's blood clot is close to the dense blood vessels. Along with the preexisting condition of the patient, my answer is still the same as before, only a fifty percent certainty."
Tremaine nodded.
He said to Yesseca, "Yesseca, take out your prescription."
"Ah..." Hearing Tremaine's words, Yesseca came to her senses.
All her attention was fixed on Zorion, who was lying in bed.
Zorion indeed looked very handsome.
Although his face was so pale and his eyes were closed, it was still easy to see that he was just like Tremaine, as both figure and appearance are almost impeccable.
Yesseca took out the prescription from her pocket. She and Montez brought it with them when they came to the Quartley family.
With that, Yesseca carefully handed the prescription to Tremaine.
When Tremaine took it, his finger met Yesseca's.
Both of them seemed to be stunned.
At that instant, Yesseca was a bundle of nerves. Her heart was palpitating wildly in her chest. After a second of stupefaction, she pulled her hand back hastily. However, Tremaine didn't even take the prescription before it drifted to the ground.
Yesseca was speechless.
She was about to bend down to pick up the piece of paper when his low voice reached her ears. "I'll do it."
Then, Tremaine bent down to pick up the paper on the ground.
The man was elegant and noble- looking. Even when he bent down to pick up a piece of paper, it was attractive enough to make the girls go crazy over him.
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