Chapter 225
From the moment she was born, she was hindered by a physical ailment that kept her from running and playing sports like everyone else. Most of her days were spent leisurely at home.
In recent years, her condition had worsened significantly, confining her to her bed nearly every day. She had seen countless doctors, all of whom could only manage to suppress her symptoms. She had undergone chemotherapy repeatedly, almost losing hope..
Flora was the first person to assert with certainty that she could recover and lead a normal life.
Luna’s hands clutched the blanket so tightly they turned white from excitement.
Jordan and Jenny also wore expressions of pure joy.
The family’s butler, even more eager, asked, “Seraphine, are you saying that our young miss will never relapse again?”
Flora nodded.
“Is there anything we should pay attention to, or any medication she needs?”
“No,” Flora replied, pulling a piece of paper from her backpack and handing it to the butler. “Prepare meals for your young miss three times a day according to what I’ve written here, and she’ll be fine.”
The butler treasured the paper, carefully tucking it away.
Flora slung her backpack over her shoulder and said, “Mr. Bryant, your daughter’s illness is cured. We’ll be taking our leave now.”
“Why not stay a bit longer, Seraphine? You can leave once my daughter has fully recovered,” Jordan suggested.
“As long as she follows the diet I’ve prescribed, she won’t relapse. We have other important matters to attend to “After Flora spoke, she grabbed Crimson’s hand and strode out.
Jenny watched their departing figures, panicking. She hastily tugged at Mr. Bryant’s sleeve. “Dad!”
Jordan’s eyes darkened slightly as he mulled over his thoughts. Seraphine’s medical skills were indeed extraordinary. It would be a shame to let her go just like that.
If he could make her work for him…
He said in a deep voice, “Seraphine is off–limits, but you can do as you please with the other one.”
“I understand!” Excitement flickered in Jenny’s eyes as she hurriedly stood up and left.
Just as Flora and Crimson reached the living room, ready to exit the foyer, a sharp voice from behind them commanded, “Stop them!” The bodyguards at the door collectively moved to block their way.
Flora turned around, her gaze falling on Jenny and Jordan upstairs. Her eyes were icy and sharp as a blade. “Mr. Bryant, what is the meaning of this?”
Jordan chuckled lightly, his smile cold and calculating, like a snake ready to strike. “Seraphine, my daughter’s health has not fully recovered yet. It would be better if you stayed a bit longer before leaving.”
“So, you are not planning to let us leave?” Crimson’s eyes flashed dangerously.
Flora remained silent, her downturned eyes filled with intense cold.
“It would be best if Seraphine decides to stay,” Jordan continued, tapping lightly on the staircase railing. “The Bryant family’s status in Maple Grove is well–known to you, Seraphine. Should you decide to stay, we will fully support your development, offering endless benefits.”
Crimson almost laughed out of sheer disbelief. As if the Bryant family could ever hope to detain Flora? He would never know what hit
him!
“And if I insist on leaving?” Flora lifted her eyelids, her gaze turbulent, her voice cold as frost, lowering the surrounding temperature by several degrees.
“Then I might have to resort to some extreme measures,” Jordan said, his hand rhythmically tapping on the staircase, his tone casual and indifferent, clearly not considering Flora
