Nat Crawford took a breath, then continued:
"I went to check on Rupert King. The reason he contracted that illness was because he took too many drugs and played too hard with the girls without... protection, which led to the infection. That guy is very cautious about his health, getting check-ups every three months. On the day he had a conflict with Miss Hemsworth, he hadn't contracted the disease... So Miss Hemsworth should be fine now."
The insidious, calm gaze in Travis Miller's long, narrow eyes faintly relaxed, and his clenched fists in his pockets also silently unclenched.
Nat Crawford clearly felt the change in Travis Miller's aura, and couldn't help but breathe a subtle sigh of relief.
It seems they finally got through it.
Not long after the report, Travis Miller instinctively turned and walked towards the direction of the ward, only to hear a familiar voice coming from the end of the hallway.
"Is Travis here?"
"Miss Salma..."
"Get out of my way, I want to find him!"
