The moment he stepped into the elevator, the air around him seemed to drop to its lowest point.
When he wasn’t looking at anyone, he resembled a serene Buddhist monk. But when his gaze fell on someone, it was dangerous and demonic.
“Go on, speak,” he said coldly.
The hospital director wiped the sweat from his forehead and nervously called out, “Young Master Jenkins, don’t worry. Our Dr. Adler is an expert in this field. With her treating Mr. Cromwell, there’s absolutely no problem!”
The person who could make so many important figures nervous wasn’t anyone else but Carl, the head of the Jenkins family.
Carl casually twirled the Buddhist beads on his wrist, raising an eyebrow slightly. “That’s not what I’ve heard.”
“Y... Young Master Jenkins, we— we haven’t lied to you.” The vice direc
