Chantelle could not lash out, so she gritted her teeth and quickly followed behind. Inwardly, she made a mental note to report this arrogant clown to Derek later. To her, Andrew was reckless, so full of hot air, and completely unworthy of trust—nothing but a showboating jester.

…

Inside the main hall of the Keller residence, the place was packed with people coming and going. A group of specialists and renowned doctors stood gathered, their brows furrowed as they exchanged anxious whispers.

One commented, "Mr. Keller Senior's condition is strange—truly bizarre!"

"Exactly. His entire face is paralyzed. Even his tongue won't move. He can't swallow even a spoonful of medicine!"

Another chimed in, "And the worst part? No one can get within three feet of him. The second anyone tries, they get attacked—some left with cracked skulls, others… well, some didn't make it."

"Jeez! That serious? Who would dare try to treat him now? No matter how much the Keller family is offering, it's no