Luis chuckled coldly.

“We installed it after Mitchel was harassed by the previous nurse.

Yes, to guard against individuals like you.

This camera has proven quite useful this time, helping the hospital to identify those tarnishing its reputation!”

As the manager tried to protest, he was briskly removed from the ward.

Charli, looking ashen, stammered, “I… I was just having a bit of fun with this gentleman…”

“Fun?” Luis echoed sarcastically.

“Yes, that’s it.

Nothing more.

Mr.

Stevens, you’re a generous man.

Please don’t lower yourself to my level.

Just tell me what to do, and I’ll do it!” Tears streamed down her face as Charli knelt and edged closer to Luis, her expression one of desperation.

“Mr.

Stevens, I will follow your lead… Okay?”

“Don’t touch me,” Luis said with a look of revulsion.

“You’re filthy.

Charli’s complexion paled.

Before she could utter another word, Matteo swiftly escorted her out, sensing Mitchel’s growing impatience.

With these two troublemakers being escorted away, quiet returned to the hospital room.

Ignoring Mitchel’s darken expression, Luis pulled a chair over and sat down.

“Feeling any better?” he inquired.

Mitchel responded with a detached glance, his expression unreadable, “Boring.

“Hey.

” Luis chuckled, raising an eyebrow.

“You think I’d entertain those two clowns if it wasn’t to distract you from other things?”

Mitchel continued to leaf through his financial magazine, unresponsive.

Luis continued, trying to engage him, “Look at you.

Either work or bury yourself in these financial updates.

How do you expect to recover without any downtime?”

Seeing no reaction from Mitchel, Luis reached over and snatched the magazine from his hands.

“The company’s been running fine under Hector’s watch.

He’s just holding the fort until you’re ready to take back the reins Mitchel scowled slightly, but Luis was undeterred by his mood.

Ignoring the frown, he pressed on, “If you’re so eager to get back to it, then focus on getting better.

That way, you’ll give Hector and me a break.

You wouldn’t believe how often he checks in about your progress.

“I’m fine,” Mitchel stated flatly.

“Fine? Luis retorted, visibly annoyed, “You call lying in a hospital bed ‘fine’?”

Seeing Mitchel’s stubborn resistance to his advice, Luis grew frustrated.

“And you’re not even doing your leg rehab exercises.

Are you planning to stay bedridden forever?”

Mitchel had been struggling with the rehabilitation following a new joint replacement in his leg.

He was still unable to perform even basic leg lifts.

It wasn’t for lack of ability.

Luis knew Mitchel’s determination.

When Mitchel truly set his mind to something, he could overcome any obstacle.

It was just that Mitchel seemed to have lost his zest for life, as if he was purposefully neglecting his own health.

As a longtime friend, Luis knew Mitchel well enough to notice this change.

This shift had started the day Mitchel woke up from surgery and didn’t replace Raegan by his side.

Though Mitchel hadn’t spoken about it, some truths were self-evident.

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