Dr. Stone kept a cool demeanor, explaining with a straight face, “Alex, take it easy. This isn't your run-of-the-mill hypnosis. We're trying to embed new information into Mr. Everett's mind. But since he's pretty headstrong, he doesn't get influenced that easily. His brain needs time to gradually process the new data, which is why it's taking a bit longer.”
Most of the technical stuff went over Alex's head, but she wasn't about to back down. She replied with a steely tone, “Don't try to sidestep me with that talk. It's been a whole day—24 hours since Mr. Everett last ate or drank. No one's body can handle being in a deep sleep for that long. You need to find a way to wake him up, pronto!”
Dr. Stone began to lose her patience, but Alex wasn't budging an inch.
“Alex, you said it yourself, you're not well-versed in this. Interrupting now could be risky. If he ends up with memory issues or worse, brain damage, are you ready to face the music? Can you handle that responsibility?”
But Alex wasn't just anyone. She'd been by Everett's side for years, weathering the storms of the corporate jungle. Everett had personally shown her the ropes, and she was no pushover.
Sure, Alex might not know much about medicine, but she knew when something felt off.
Fed up with the back-and-forth, Alex clapped her hands. Two towering bodyguards strode into the room, taking positions behind her, eyes locked on Dr. Stone with an intimidating glare.
Dr. Stone was caught off guard, “What... what's the meaning of this?”
Alex smirked and stepped closer, gently but firmly gripping Dr. Stone's chin. Her tone was soft, yet the weight of her words was unmistakable.
“Whatever it takes, wake Mr. Everett up. Make sure there's no harm to his brain or body. You know what's at stake if things go south.”
The bodyguards, backing up Alex, gave Dr. Stone a menacing look, flexing their muscles for emphasis.
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