James descended the grand staircase of the convention hall with an eerie, unsettling calm. Amidst the chaos of Max’s insults and Celine’s hysterical sobbing, James’s steady footsteps seemed to create a vacuum of silence around him. Hundreds of eyes, including the lenses of every reporter in the room, shifted from the wretched figure of Mia to the young man who had recently become the hottest topic in the medical world.
"I can cure her!" James announced.
A momentary hush fell over the room before it was shattered by a wave of dismissive laughter coming from the stage. Max was the first to let out a raucous jeer.
"You? You say you can cure her?" Max pointed a finger at James, trembling with rage. "James, you’ve officially lost your mind! Do you think a little stroke of luck at the hospita
