The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 27

"As for who it was... even if I told you now, you wouldn't believe me."

After all, the real culprit was his trusted fiancée, Tamara.

Milford didn't catch the implication in her words and clenched his fists. "If you can really make Yvonne better, I will investigate it personally and clear your name!"

Since her goal was achieved, Leilani had no desire to continue talking to Milford, who was so staunchly loyal to Tamara. She didn't care about the promise in his words.

Leilani turned and left, her back casting a long shadow under the streetlights.

Milford stood in place, unmoving for a long time.

...

Dante's treatment was scheduled in three-day cycles. The day after Tilda's recovery banquet was Dante's second treatment.

When Leilani pushed open the ward door, Dante was leaning against the headboard reading a newspaper. Seeing her enter, he immediately beamed. "You're finally here, kid!"

Leilani nodded, walked to the bedside, and took out her acupuncture kit. "How are you feeling today?"

"Much better!" Dante put down the newspaper with a smile and patted his chest. "Since you used the needles last time, my chest doesn't feel tight anymore, and my appetite is great!"

Leilani smiled slightly, twirling an acupuncture needle in her fingers and expertly inserting it into an acupoint.

While cooperating with the treatment, Dante secretly observed her, getting more satisfied the more he looked. Even though Leilani had rejected him once before, he still hadn't given up on setting her up with his grandson.

"My dear, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty-two."

"Seeing anyone?"

Realizing Dante hadn't given up on match-making her with his grandson, Leilani inserted another needle expressionlessly, applying slightly more force.

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