Suddenly, Elijah narrowed his eyes at the screen. "Ms. Prackett's heart rate is changing. It's accelerating."
Sean noticed the variation, too, and the anxiety on his face dissipated. He sighed in relief for his successful wager.
Elijah glanced at the electrocardiogram before turning back to the screen. Louisa was leaning toward Letitia's ears. Clearly, she was speaking to Letitia, and her words were stimulating her.
What was being said? Why did Louisa have to whisper it into Letitia's ear so no one could hear her?
Elijah massaged his temples and asked, "When's the soonest she'll wake up?"
"It can be confirmed that Ms. Prackett will regain consciousness. Unfortunately, I cannot provide an accurate answer regarding how long it'll take."
Sean's answer was carefully crafted, perhaps because he'd learned his lesson from just now.
Sean was a generalist doctor. He'd become Letitia's personal doctor because Elijah paid him handsomely, and because he needed to run clinical trials on Letitia.
"What?" Elijah's one-word reply expressed his dissatisfaction with Sean's answer.
"Mr. Holten, Ms. Prackett is currently extremely sensitive to external stimuli, especially those that come from Mrs. Holten. If possible, I hope Mrs. Holten can stay here and interact with Letitia a little more," suggested Sean.
"You want my wife to do work for you?" Elijah didn't mince his words.
Sean lowered his head and replied, "This is the best way to stimulate Ms. Prackett so that she'll regain consciousness as soon as possible."
Elijah turned back to the screen. Louisa had let go of Letitia and stood up. Knowing what was coming, Elijah picked up the remote and turned off the screen.

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