Chapter 499
The flame extinguished instantly.
He straightened up and walked over, the sound of his leather shoes against the marble carrying an undeniable sense of oppression.
Helena instinctively took a half-step back, only to be pinned in place by her son’s icy glare.
“I don’t lack dates p>
Jarred’s voice wasn’t loud, but it made Celeste’s hands, resting on her lap, involuntarily tighten.
“But if anyone else bothers Sienna tonight p>
His gaze swept over Helena and Celeste like they were two irrelevant decorations, yet it was so freezing it felt as though it could turn them to ice.
“I won’t mind having the venue cleared. When someone loses face, don’t come crying to me p>
The warning was incredibly thick, his aura terrifying the entire room.
Helena froze instantly, the breath caught in her throat. Furious and shocked, she couldn’t formulate a single word in retaliation.
Celeste bit her lower lip so hard her nails practically dug into the armrests of her wheelchair.
She watched as Jarred finished speaking and naturally stepped right back to Sienna’s side, their shoulders almost brushing in a gesture that felt like a silent declaration.
Staring at the scene before her, the jealousy in Celeste’s eyes sprouted like wild weeds.
Her and Jarred’s rumors had spread throughout the whole city, and everyone assumed she was the perfect candidate for the next Mrs. Sterling.
The current her was even more outstanding, mature, and sensible than before.
The Sterlings even liked her more and doted on her more.
Yet Jarred seemed to have never mentioned marrying her from start to finish.
Even when Helena despised Sienna this much, even when the entire room was waiting for Sienna to become a laughingstock.
Jarred still stood faithfully by Sienna’s side, his stance abundantly clear.
Seeing that faint, almost imperceptible smile on Sienna’s lips, the fury in Celeste’s chest raged into a full-blown wildfire.
She was absolutely unwilling to accept defeat just like this.
Celeste’s eyes darted around, catching sight of the new case analysis starting on the large screen.
Several industry authorities gathered around the projector as the patient’s brain CT scans and evaluation data appeared on the canvas.
The patient suffered from long-term schizophrenia, which had led to chronic multi-organ failure and a coma lasting an entire decade.
Several top-tier psychiatric experts in the room, with decades of experience, took turns analyzing it, repeatedly deducing treatment plans and surgical approaches.
After several rounds of discussion, their brows remained tightly furrowed, completely stumped.
The case spanned too many tangled fields, the complications constantly restricting one another.
Conventional treatments and surgical plans simply couldn’t be executed; the slightest misstep would cost the patient’s life.
The crowd of pioneers discussed it in low voices, their faces heavy with gravity.
Even Professor Klein took off his glasses, rubbing his temples.
Someone in the crowd lamented aloud, “What a shame that the mysterious master of Traditional Medicine couldn’t make it today p>
That single comment instantly resonated with everyone.
“Exactly. For a complex case like this where Western medicine hits a wall, a practitioner of Traditional Medicine who excels in root cause diagnosis is the best bet.
If that Great Sage were here, they could definitely provide the critical breakthrough p>
“That person is the most enigmatic figure in the entire field of Traditional Never appears in public Medic no one has seen their real face and they never attend academic events p>
“Everyone knows they are the Enigmatic Successor of Dr. Alistair Vance, possessing a talent that far surpasses the rest of their lineage.
They really say the student has surpassed the master. Even the internationally renowned Traditional Medicine titan, Dr. Rosalind, fell slightly short when it came to diagnosing obscure illnesses p>
Hearing this, the entire crowd sighed in collective regret.
Dr. Rosalind and Dr. Vance were both globally revered, god-tier figures in Traditional Medicine.
The former passed away early, and the latter had lived in absolute seclusion.
Only this mysterious successor remained as the universally acknowledged pinnacle of the field today.
The crowd wallowed in the sorrow of missing out on a great mentor.
No one noticed the gaze of Jarred, standing in the crowd, suddenly turning profoundly dark.