Under the Heiress' Facade
Chapter 391

Geoffrey had been fine two days ago but couldn't move at all that day.

While Geoffrey had faith in Catherine's medical skills, Nicholas harbored a grudge against her after what happened to his mother.

As such, Nicholas sought Camille's help. She promised to treat Geoffrey on one condition-that it was agreed that she did not cause Geoffrey's condition and that they should pin the liability on Catherine instead.

Nicholas then used the company as leverage against Geoffrey, who had no choice but to play along with his son's act.

Hera frowned after taking Geoffrey's pulse.

"Has Camille Chime treated you before?"

"How did you know?"

Nicholas was shocked. He never told Hera about Camille.

Geoffrey looked at Nicholas questioningly.

"Didn't you tell her?"

"No!" Nicholas answered.

Both father and son turned their gaze to Hera.

"Did you look into our history?"

Hera was momentarily speechless before she explained, "I can tell from your condition."

Geoffrey's body was exhibiting signs of having undergone Camille's treatment. Camille's go-to treatment was using steroids to suppress the patient's symptoms with little to no regard for the side effects.

Geoffrey stared at Hera with admiration after she deciphered his medical history from a simple pulse reading. At this point, he wouldn't be surprised if she were a miracle doctor.

"Did she give you pills?" Hera asked.

"Did my pulse tell you that, too?"

Geoffrey looked even more impressed as he nodded.

"I only took those pills once. I stopped when I realized I felt even worse after taking them."

Hera narrowed her eyes slightly. It seemed her guess was correct.

When she did not respond, Nicholas probed, "What's the problem here? Camille is Dr. Shadow. There's no way she made a mistake. Dr. Miracle is the quack responsible for my dad's condition."

"Camille is not Dr. Shadow. Get your facts straight," Hera bit out coldly.

Nicholas caught her icy gaze, and his arrogance went slack.

"What do you mean?"

Geoffrey was the first to take in Hera's words.

"Ms. Chime isn't Dr. Shadow?"

"Yeah, right!"

Nicholas was disbelieving.

"You're telling me that she's been going around treating patients under a false alias? Spare me that bullshit! What are you going to do about my father's condition?"

Hera's face was grave as she ordered, "Take off your father's shirt and flip him over."

Nicholas bristled at her commanding tone and pointed at himself.

"Don't you fucking dare boss me around!"

"Stop whining and do as she says!" Geoffrey barked.

"Fine!"

Nicholas pointed at Hera.

"I'll let you go this once."

He begrudgingly did as he was told and eased Geoffrey's shirt off before flipping him over.

While being flipped, Geoffrey asked hesitatingly, "You're not going to prick the soles of my feet with that ten-inch needle, are you?"

"Keep quiet, Dad. It's embarrassing for a grown man like you to be afraid of needles," Nicholas pointed out gruffly.

"Shut it! You're not the one whose feet are getting stabbed!" Geoffrey snapped.

Rendered speechless by their

banter, Hera took a small needle and ran her finger down Geoffrey's spine in search of the correct pressure point. When she found it, sheshoved the needle in.