Kat was standing akimbo beside Frank''s sports car, staring at him grumpily, clearly intent for him to leave soon.


    Frank hesitated for a moment but shook his head. "I''m afraid it''s not your childhood friend who''s refusing to see you."


    "What?" Kat''s eyes widened, but she snorted. "Then why didn''t he answer the inte? I know you''re trying to soften the blow, but you don''t have to-" "I''m serious."


    Frank stood still, rubbing his chin as the ck Benz disappeared into the mansion garage. "Lauren Floss isn''t refusing to see you-he can''t. Did you forget what that maid said?" "What?"


    Confusion showed on Kat''s face.


    The whole thing was fishy in itself and she had questions, but her rage affected her judgment, just as she did not want to waste Frank''s time.


    Still, Frank said, "That maid said he can''t see anyone, not that he won''t. Do you get it now?"


    Frank''s hint left Kat pping her hands in realization. "I see! So he''s bathing at the moment? Or he''s... doing it with his wife?!" "Ahem..."


    Kat''s guesses almost left Frank choking, and he had to clear his throat and snap, "I mean your childhood friend is probably sick!" "Sick?!"


    Kat was taken aback but shook her head in uncertainty. "That''s not possible. He''s always been healthy since we were kids, never catching cold or falling sick. And why won''t he see me just because he''s sick?"


    swne


    "My hunch is that it''s not amon cold,"


    smk said quietly. "It''s paralyzed and bedridden exep


    so serious that he''s left


    "What?!"


    Kat was at once flustered. "That''s not right, Master Lawrence! I know Lauren, and we used to go


    swimming all the time... But there''s this one time when we got caught in the rain when we were heading home. He gave me his umbre while he''s soaked through, but he was still healthy as a horse the next day, and we still hung out. What would leave him paralyzed?" All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    Then, turning toward Frank with a look of disbelief, she asked, "And how would you know that?"


    "It''s a hunch, but I''m most likely on the money."


    Frank nced at the mansion garage, frowning. "I overhead the mother and son in that ck Benz earlier. And..." "And what?"


    Kat tugged on his arm, clearly concerned for her childhood friend.


    Frank replied, "And the son was ready to throw out that patient. I''m sure he''s referring to your childhood friend."


    "This is outrageous!"


    Incensed, Kat strode up toward the steel mansion gates and kicked it right then. "Lauren Floss! Get out here right this instant!"


    "It might be a little difficult for him at this moment," Frank reminded her exasperatedly.


    How was the man going to get out here when he was paralyzed?