Silas couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge him.
Yvaine remained silent as well.
Right now, her priority was Silas; she had no control over Zachary.
Mona cast a worried glance at Zachary. If his injuries went untreated, they might take weeks to heal.
If the CEO and the Vice President saw him like this, there would definitely be an interrogation.
And God only knew what kind of butterfly effect that would trigger.
"Mr. Lowell, let them clean that up... it'll heal faster," Mona suggested hesitantly. "Your face is your best asset. What if it gets infected and leaves a nasty scar? What if it's permanently ruined?"
Zachary scowled, glaring sharply at her.
Leaving a scar?
Ruined?
He actually didn't care about any of that.
But Yvaine did.
Yvaine loved his face.
She had told him countless times how incredibly handsome he was.
He had even overheard her talking to Felicity Finch and Stella Demarco in the past, admitting that no matter how angry he made her, all it took was one look at his face for her to forgive him.
He couldn't be disfigured. He couldn't ruin the face that Yvaine loved so much.
Zachary shot the doctor a sidelong glance but said nothing.
He was the stubbornly proud Crown Prince of Brenok. He had just declared that he didn't need treatment, bragging that a minor scrape was nothing to a real man. If he backtracked now...
Wouldn't the doctor and Silas laugh him out of the room?
Having shadowed Zachary for years, Mona knew exactly how to read his expressions.
'Too proud for your own good, you absolute narcissist,' she cursed internally. Putting on a bright smile, she turned to the doctor. "Doctor, could you please take care of our boss's wounds as well?"
The doctor remained silent.
Although he was tempted to throw out a sarcastic comment... he held back. If he mocked this guy, the man might actually refuse treatment out of spite.

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