The director then turned toward the Pierces. "Please don't worry about the patient. Her condition is much more stable than when she arrived, thanks to Dr. Chavan's treatment. All she needs now is proper rest," he said reassuringly.
Albert and Monica felt their guilt toward Mia deepen when they heard that.
The director's eyes then shifted to Lyra, who was standing in her husband's arms. He blinked several times before finally summoning the courage to speak.
"Dr. Ashford… may we talk? Just the two of us. There's something that needs to be discussed."
A thin sheen of sweat broke out on the director's forehead. The man standing beside her—her husband, looked ready to eat him alive.
Lyra nodded and turned toward Rowan. "I'll be quick," she said, patted his hand before following the director.
The director led Lyra to a room only a couple of doors away from Elean's.
