Madly Yours (Nora Reed) novel Chapter 817

The driver stood awkwardly to the side, his face draining of color as everyone's gaze locked onto him.

He glanced nervously at Archer and swallowed hard. "Archer... you said to get the doctor here at maximum speed..."

Archer was speechless.

He did say that...

But he didn't mean to torture the old man to death.

If his guys took his instructions that literally, then Dr. Vane had definitely been through hell.

"Dr. Vane, let me help you inside. We can talk in there." Ever the considerate one, Arthur quickly stepped forward to support the old man.

Archer nodded frantically. "Right, right, let me help you inside, Doctor..."

But before Archer could even touch him, Dr. Vane swatted his hand away. He was clearly still furious.

Motion sickness was brutal.

And Dr. Vane had just endured a hellish combo of air sickness and car sickness.

Fortunately, being a renowned physician, he ordered the team around for a few minutes until his nausea finally subsided.

"Alright, bring the Ivory Pill over here..."

Dr. Vane took a deep breath, looking up at Hudson and Nora with an outstretched hand.

Nora exchanged a glance with Hudson before quickly handing over the velvet box.

Dr. Vane took the box, examining the contents meticulously. He gently sniffed the pill, his brow furrowing slightly.

For a moment, everyone held their breath, staring at him in dead silence.

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