“I believe we can call this a medical miracle,” Darius said while shrugging and raising both palms in the air. He then turned to look beside him.

That was where Bart sat. His eyes were closed the entire time, but he sighed just then, stiffly turning to look at Darius and speaking like a robot. “How bright of you. I’ve been trying hard to disguise my conscious state. Alas, you still caught me.”

He no longer concealed his awakened state at that point. After saying that, he made the hatred in his eyes more obvious toward Darius and Donald.

“How funny of you to say that.” Darius chuckled while shaking his head. Subsequently, he locked eyes with Bart, casting a focused look as he announced, “Even if you’ve immersed yourself in the role and acted to the best of your abilities, I can only say one thing—your little act never fooled me once. Your rage practically oozed from your every pore. It was pretty hard to miss.”

He cocked a brow, then flared his nostrils into a more obvious sneer than