As expected, Caspian raised an eyebrow, watching Ferris slowly stand up. "Is that appropriate behavior for Director Sterling?"
"Excuse me?" As Ferris straightened up, his entire aura shifted, instantaneously adopting a sharp, unapproachable coldness.
He narrowed his eyes, and that familiar, intimidating presence returned.
These two men—one standing in front of me, the other behind me. As their eyes locked, I could practically smell the gunpowder in the air.
The tension spiked instantly. Forgetting my own furious outburst from moments ago, I shifted my body to stand between them, cutting off their hostile glaring contest. "Dr. Cross, are you here to see me?"
"Yes." Caspian finally looked away from Ferris, his tone softening immediately. "Tiffany said her bad mood ruined dinner last night and made you leave before you even finished eating. She felt terrible about it, so she specifically asked me to pick you up and spend the day with you to make up for it."
So it was about last night.
Honestly, I hadn't taken it to heart, and besides, I had important things to do today.
"You're too kind, Dr. Cross," I said with a polite smile. "Is Tiffany feeling any better today? Even though the surgery was a success, she still needs a lot of rest. Emotional swings can really hinder her recovery. She sees you as family, so you should spend your free time with her. I'm perfectly fine; you don't need to worry about me."
I felt Tiffany was the one who needed him more. He shouldn't be abandoning her to entertain me, and I had no intention of going shopping anyway.
"Exactly. Dr. Cross, you should prioritize Ms. Thorne. I can take care of Selena. There's no need for you to trouble yourself," Ferris's voice chimed in, cold, guarded, and laced with hostility.



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