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Leilani replied to Yvonne: [Okay, I’ll definitely let you know before I come back. You need to do your rehab exercises on time. Get well soon.]
With everything settled, Leilani began to pack her clothes for the trip.
The next day, the day of departure, Marlon personally drove to pick her up downstairs at Celestial Heights.
Leilani brought only a simple duffel bag and a medium-sized storage box containing the new acupuncture tools she had picked up from Pure-Spring Clinic that morning, along with several bottles of homemade pills and some valuable herbs that might come in handy.
Compared to Marlon, Leilani’s luggage looked extremely light.
Marlon was somewhat surprised. “Is that all you’re bringing?”
He had traveled with his younger female relatives before. They always had bags upon bags. If not for the accompanying drivers and assistants, his cousin alone wouldn’t have been able to move all her luggage even if she tried for half a day.
Even without comparing her to the girls in his family, Leilani’s gear was less than his, a grown
man.
“It’s enough.”
Leilani’s bag contained only clothes and some daily necessities. The heaviest and most numerous items were her treatment tools. She didn’t like dragging too much stuff around. It was the internet age; if she needed something, she could just buy it there.
Leilani opened the car door and got in. Her conciseness made Marlon chuckle. Knowing her for this long, he knew she had her own way of thinking.
Since she said so, Marlon didn’t ask further and started the car, heading for the airport. On the way, he simply introduced the patient’s surname and age, glossing over everything else.
The car entered the airport’s VIP lane. Leilani looked out the window. The horizon was covered with dark clouds, seeming to forecast an approaching storm.
Three hours later, Leilani and Marlon arrived at the outskirts of Brass City.
By the time they saw a solemn villa hidden within the dense forest, Leilani felt physically weary from the journey. The car stopped, and Marlon told her they had arrived.
Leilani followed Marlon, scanning the surroundings. Several uniformed bodyguards stood
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outside the villa with solemn expressions. Inside the courtyard, there was a guard every five steps and a sentry every ten; the security was incredibly tight.
She subconsciously reached for the phone in her pocket, only to find the signal bar already displaying “No Service.”
“All communication signals are blocked here,” Marlon explained in a low voice, noticing her action. “Mr. Chilton has a special status. Absolute secrecy is required during his treatment.”
Leilani frowned slightly. Was this patient that powerful? Such a huge production just for a medical consultation? It was even more intense than when she went abroad to treat Arnold.
But seeing Marlon’s confident demeanor, Leilani suppressed her questions and remained
silent.
Noticing Leilani’s expression, Marlon smiled at her apologetically, his tone gentle but unquestionable. “Mr. Chilton’s status is unique, so there are a few more rules. Please bear
with us.”
Leilani didn’t ask any more questions, but her suspicions deepened.
In Xanadu Country.
Callahan had successfully moved Arnold out of Zamora. However, he had sustained significant injuries as well. Due to the weather, the plane encountered turbulence mid-flight. With no other choice, Callahan made a split-second decision to make an emergency landing
in Xanadu.
Fortunately, the Langley family had deep roots, connections, and influence in Xanadu. Since their landing was random and their whereabouts unknown, the group from Zamora wouldn’t be able to catch up immediately.
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