Mr. White—a man so arrogant that even the top elites of the United Realmon States had to book him months in advance-sprinted across the room. He stopped dead in front of the girl who was lounging lazily by the bed, spooning breakfast into her grandmother's bowl.
Then, he bowed deeply.
His attitude was painfully respectful, bordering on sheer panic.
"Mentor... why didn't you tell me you were coming? If I'd known you were here, I would have handled the routine checkup myself," White said, his voice trembling with excitement. "My staff didn't offend you, did they?"
"I rushed over the second I heard you were here. I hope I didn't keep you waiting?"
A dead silence fell over the room.
Anna's eyes went wide, staring at the scene in absolute disbelief.
She pinched her arm hard, gasping at the sharp sting.
It hurt.
This wasn't a dream.
The mighty Mr. White was actually treating Serena with this kind of reverence?
Isabella nearly dropped her water glass, her knuckles turning white from her death grip.
Mentor?
Mr. White had just called Serena his mentor?
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Serena kept her lazy, indifferent expression and gave a casual nod. "Yeah."
Mr. White wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, offering an eager smile. "Mentor, you mentioned wanting to give your grandparents a full-body examination. I've already had the top-floor diagnostic labs cleared out. We can start whenever you're ready. All our top specialists are on standby, awaiting your orders."
"Here are the fasting lab results," White added, handing over a stack of medical reports.
Serena stood up, pulling a folded piece of paper from her canvas tote bag and handing it to him. "Run the tests according to this protocol. Focus specifically on my grandmother's cardiopulmonary system."
"As for my grandfather..." Serena's gaze swept over the elderly man, who looked perfectly spry as he happily ate his nutritious breakfast. Her expression turned serious. "Do a targeted scan of his cerebral blood vessels and central nervous system."
paper with both
hands, nodding emphatically. "Yesel
of f course,
I'll arrange it personet
right away. I won't let you down.'
Turning back to the group of dumbfounded doctors behind him, he barked, "What are you all standing around for? Didn't you hear her orders? From now on, her
word
In this sanatorium overndesmine. If anyone dares to disrespect her, you'll be packing your bags
tomorrow."
The doctors jolted, scrambling to agree.
Once her grandparents finished breakfast, the medical team escorted them and Serena toward the examination wing.
Arriving at the diagnostic lab, the older couple was still in a daze.
They blinked, looking from Serena to the highly respected Mr. White hovering
dutifully at their side.
Were they dreaming?
Had their biological granddaughter really managed to summon Mr. White?
And why was he treating her like royalty?
It turned out... everything she had said was true.
Meanwhile, Anna and Isabella were pushed into a small corner, completely ignored by everyone.
"How... how is this possible?" Anna's cheeks burned with humiliation, her complexion shifting between pale and flushed as per natt dug into hết palms. "Is Mr. White out of his mind? Why is he sucking up to some country bumpkin?"
Isabella's knuckles turned white as she fought to suppress the flare of jealousy in
her eyes.
That wretched country girl.
How on earth did she know someone like Mr. White?
She didn't deserve this kind of treatment.
Two hours later.
All the test results were in.
Holding a thick stack of medical files, White stood obediently beside Serena.
Serena sat on the sofa, her eyes narrowed in focus as she analyzed a few key imaging scans in her hands.