The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 447

“I said, you can learn medicine from me. Didn't you say you envied me living in a house this big?” Leilani meticulously arranged her silver needles while teasing Abel with a straight face. “If you stick with me and get good enough, you just need to treat two wealthy patients, and a house like this is yours.”

Abel choked on her words, sheepishly scratching the back of his head. “Forget it, forget it. I don’t have the brains for that... I’ll stick to being Payton’s muscle. Medicine is too complicated; I can’t even name half the herbs!”

Besides, to make big money, he’d have to reach Leilani’s level. Abel had enough self-awareness to know he was a fighter who preferred fists to thinking—he wasn't cut out for medicine.

Leilani chuckled lightly; she had only meant to tease him. She didn't actually intend for Abel to switch careers. Aside from whether Payton would be willing to let Abel go, Leilani could see how important Payton was to Abel.

To Abel, Payton wasn’t just an employer; he was family. Otherwise, Abel wouldn't have stayed by his side for so many years. The feeling was mutual. Leilani decided not to interfere with that bond.

Sitting in his wheelchair, Payton, who had been silent since entering, finally spoke. “You’re too loud.”

Abel immediately zipped his lips and obediently went to move the luggage.

Leilani glanced at Payton and noticed he was 'staring' blankly toward the grove outside the window. She didn't say anything, turning instead to the kitchen to pour some water.

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