With that, Cordelia impatiently took out her phone, asking Elijah to transfer money immediately.
Without a word, Elijah gladly made the payment, and then he attempted to put his arm around Cordelia's waist.
However, Cordelia slipped away from his fingertips effortlessly, like a slippery fish.
"This patient, please refrain from touching me. I am a professional doctor," Cordelia's cool face showed no trace of a smile or emotion, resembling an emotionless AI.
Elijah calmly withdrew his hand, not getting angry at her refusal in the slightest.
"What position do you prefer?" Elijah asked in a low voice.
Cordelia's mouth twitched, unaffected by his intentions. She pointed to a chair with a serious expression, saying, "Just sit there."
So, Elijah obediently sat down, maintaining an upright posture.
Using the soft pads of her fingers, Cordelia gently pressed on his head, gradually exerting more force.
Elijah felt his heavy mind becoming clearer, and his senses became sharper.
"Your technique keeps getting better," Elijah sighed in contentment.
Cordelia rolled her eyes.
Unfortunately, Elijah didn't know how to cherish her.
It was only after losing her that he realized he had once possessed her.
"All right."
When Cordelia finished her work, she intended to leave.
Elijah quickly said, "Let me walk you out."
"No need. My driver is already waiting outside."
As Cordelia glanced at Elijah, she wanted to say something, but in the end, she chose to remain silent and said, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Elijah didn't want to say goodbye to Cordelia, but he had no reason to keep her now.
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