Chapter: 610
“Don’t you wish to meet Debora? Allow me to escort you.”
“Don’t worry. It seems everyone is eager to converse with you,” Ariana remarked, her gaze drifting towards the young men, close
in age to Mitchel, who sought his attention.
“They merely wish to engage in discussions. There are others available to address their inquiries.” Without hesitation, Mitchel
steered Ariana’s wheelchair across the expanse of the hall. ©
Ariana’s apprehensions began to wane. Mitchel’s words resonated within her. There were so many big shots present. Those men
could talk to other experts.
Contrary to Ariana’s expectations, Debora appeared younger in person than she did in the photograph. A vibrant energy radiated
from her as she donned a sleek black dress, her brown hair elegantly styled. When she smiled, her warm aura enveloped those
around her, even softening the wrinkles that gracefully adorned her eyes.
Upon laying eyes on Ariana, Debora’s joy knew no bounds. Fully aware of her presence for the sake of a friend’s child, she
embraced Ariana tightly. In that moment, a profound connection was established. Debora, who not only gave out her personal
phone number, invited Ariana to settle beside her on the cozy sofa.
“Please, tell me more about that child.”
Ariana began to recount Alina’s condition, sparing no detail, including the challenging skin problem that plagued the young girl.
Debora pondered for a while, carefully analyzing the situation. “It may prove challenging to completely cure innate autism, but
there is potential for improvement. Moreover, some autistic children possessed exceptional talents in specific areas and could be
nurtured and guided.” ©
Considering Alina’s musical aptitude, Ariana felt a glimmer of confidence that with the right guidance, a breakthrough could be
achieved in Alina’s journey.
“As for the skin issue you mentioned, I believe it can be cured with current medical methods, though it will take some time,”
Debora added. She was quite patient and even warmly extended an invitation. “I will be staying in Eleymond for a week, residing
in this hotel. Moreover, my husband will join me on a holiday in two days.
Coincidentally, he specializes in skin and infectious diseases. During his visit, I can request his assistance in treating Alina.” ©
“That’s wonderful. Thank you!” Ariana expressed her gratitude, although a sense of guilt lingered within her. “However, I’m afraid
we are inconveniencing you. It must not be easy for you to relax,” she admitted.
Moments earlier, Mitchel had informed Ariana about the demanding nature of their industry. Debora, for instance, spent her days
immersed in the laboratory and consulting room. This summit provided her with a rare opportunity to take a well-deserved break.
Debora smiled warmly and assured her, “No worries, it’s our duty. Furthermore, Mitchel’s parents and | have been friends for
many years. My husband and I have always considered Mitchel as part of our younger generation. Mitchel has been on his own
for many years. It’s the first time he has brought a friend to seek my assistance. Naturally, I must help him.”
Ariana found herself surprised and unsure how to respond. She had only encountered Mitchel on two occasions, yet he seemed
to treat her with a distinctiveness she couldn’t quite comprehend. ©
Before today, Ariana had never considered her relationship with Mitchel to be anything more than acquaintances.
Mitchel looked very cold. He appeared wholly absorbed in his academic pursuits, which explained his meticulous behavior and
precise actions. He approached life with a seriousness that left little room for lightheartedness or humor.
Reflecting on their interactions, Ariana realized that she had never witnessed Mitchel’s smile since the day they first met. Even
on the rare occasions when he did smile, it seemed forced and artificial, devoid of genuine warmth, much like the mechanical
movement of a robot. Regardless of what he said, Mitchel maintained an impassive poker face, making it challenging for others
to discern his true emotions.
Initially, Ariana assumed he was a difficult person to connect with, but his unexpected willingness to assist her proved otherwise.
Could this be what they called “a sharp tongue but a tender heart”?
“What do you do, Miss Edwards?” inquired Debora, her voice accompanied by a warm smile.