After knowing Who She Is They Kneeled novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Open Your Mouth

Patrick’s eyes widened.

He thought, “No way is she going to choose Mr. Winthrop as the live demonstration subject?

“How could she dare?! She’s digging her own grave!”

Patrick sidestepped, trying to make himself more noticeable. “Ahem, perhaps you should choose…”

Before he could finish the word “me“, the masked Annelise had already strolled over to stand before Adrian.

The balding director suddenly realized she was taller than he.

Annelise had a slender waist and long legs, standing at 173cm. Her eyes were captivating, a striking blend of cool elegance and intense beauty. As she stood next to the 188cm man, the atmosphere grew strangely charged.

Their auras were opposite: one subtle, one vivid.

Adrian radiated a luminous dignity. As Annelise approached, a chill seeped into the depths of his eyes.

Annelise stopped, maintaining a polite social distance. Then she removed her medical mask, revealing an extraordinarily beautiful face: fair, languidly noble, lips a natural red, a tear mole just below the corner of her eye. She offered a faint smile. “You’re the family member, I presume?”

Jonathon almost rushed to say, “Dr. Caldwell, there’s a misunderstanding…”

But he was cut off by a soft cough from Adrian, accompanied by a faint scent of medicine. His voice was low and cool. “You could say that.”

“Yes or no, what kind of answer is ‘you could say that“?” she thought.

Annelise raised an eyebrow, all business. “Whatever. You’ll do. You can stand in for the family to understand the procedure, since no one signed the forms.”

“Dr. Caldwell, actually…” Jonathon started again.

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Chapter 25 Open Your Mouth

745 Wontha

He was silenced by a single, clear “Alright” from Adrian

Not just Jonathon, but even the Winthrop family bodyguard, who had just arrived, stood frozen in place.

“What did I just hear?

“Alright? He agreed to let a woman touch him?”

Everyone knew Adrian’s lifelong aversion to touch. Due to his health, even Ricardo Winthrop, his grandfather, had to wash his hands before any contact.

But he acted so strangely today, as if under some spell.

The expressions in the room were a picture of shock and confusion, except for Adrian’s He narrowed his eyes slightly, his black–clad figure leaning forward just a bit, closer to Annelise. “How would you like me to do?”

“Just stand still,” Annelise said, looking up with a faint smile. “Don’t worry. It won’t hurt.”

Adrian coughed again. A lifetime of illness made his voice cold, though his breath was shallow. As he moved closer, the sandalwood scent of his rosary beads mixed with the aroma of medicine, weaving into Annelise’s awareness. “You must be joking, Dr. Caldwell.‘

Seeing the faint flush on his cheeks from coughing, Annelise felt an unexpected pang of sympathy. Her left hand rested on his wrist while her right unwrapped a candy: “Open up.” Adrian raised a skeptical brow but complied with aloof curiosity.

Suddenly, a cool sensation spread on his tongue: mint blended with an unknown sweetness pressed against his teeth, soothing the perennial itch in his throat.

A flicker of surprise passed through Adrian’s deep eyes. “You…”

“Medicated herb candy. You looked like such a poor, well–behaved thing. It’s free,” Annelise said offhandedly, a smile still playing on her lips.

Jonathon broke into a cold sweat. He wondered, “Dr. Caldwell, please, just stop talking! Do you have any idea who he is? He’s royalty in Brookford!

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