In the office, Alfred watched as the dean poured Joseph a cup of coffee. He remained calm. "Mr. Joseph, I know why you’ve come here, but we can't give out patient information. I'm sorry."
Lucas was prepared for this. He said politely, "Mr. Alfred, I’ve found that Ms. Chloe isn’t registered to this institute, so she isn’t your patient. It's fine if you tell us about her."
Alfred frowned in annoyance while Stella snorted in disdain. These people had even pried into other people’s privacy. How disrespectful. She knew she would choose Noah if she were Chloe.
Hearing this, the dean glared at Alfred for being such a disappointment. "Don’t be stubborn. There's nothing you can't say. Mr. Joseph is worried about his friend. Just tell us about her condition."
"Ms. Chloe has depression." Alfred stared at Joseph, signaling with his eyes. "Her marriage to Mr. Joseph five years ago caused her great trauma. My student brought her here for treatment."
A bitter feeling invaded Joseph. "And you’re sure she had depression?”
Alfred paused briefly. Although he had not inspected Chloe, he could see that she was in bad spirits. Noah was one of his top students whom he was very proud of, so his judgment should be right.
"Yes, she has severe depression. Mr. Joseph, you should leave her alone if you want the best for her."
Vince was enraged when he heard this. Why was Alfred saying the same thing as Noah? He whispered to Joseph, "Sir, this old man must be on Noah's side. He has to be lying."
Joseph hung his head and recalled Chloe’s pained expression. He frowned and wished he could suffer the pain in her place.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you, Mr. Alfred." He got up to leave despite not having asked much.
Vince followed after him and asked doubtfully, "Sir, shouldn’t we interrogate them further? That old man must be hiding something from us."
"Remember that Mr. Joseph knows that better than you," Lucas reminded Vince.
Joseph must have another plan in mind.
"That's true... He is much smarter than me."
Joseph stood at the entrance of the institute and looked resolutely in the direction Noah had taken Chloe. "Give me a piece of paper and a pen."
Lucas lowered his head to fish out the items from his briefcase. He asked, "Sir, are you writing an emergency contract?"
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