Chapter 1626: Do My Best

“Damaris,” Lucian gritted his teeth. Jack’s displeasure at Lucian’s address was palpable. “Why are you treating me like a stranger, Mr. Farwell? I called to congratulate you!”

Lucian scowled at Roxanne’s still form on the hospital bed. Jack’s call at this hour felt suspicious. “I don’t have time for your nonsense! Roxanne is unconscious. Did you do this to her?”

Jack feigned surprise. “Mr. Farwell, how could you say that? I’m a doctor. Why would I do such a thing?” He smoothly changed the subject. “I saw the press conference about Farwell Group’s collaboration with the research institute. I called to congratulate you. You’ve finally gotten what you wanted! You won Ms. Jarvis’s heart!”

Lucian’s eyes narrowed. “As I said before, I won’t let you take advantage of her! Roxanne is mine!”

Jack chuckled. “How would you know what I intend to do? If Ms. Jarvis had chosen me, she might be better off now, wouldn’t you think?”

Lucian’s grip tightened on his phone. “It’s you! What did you do to Roxanne?”

Although Jack didn’t explicitly confess, his words confirmed Lucian’s suspicions. “Roxanne trusted you! What did you do to her? How dare you!” Lucian’s voice was icy.

Jack raised a smug eyebrow. “Why are you so rash, Mr. Farwell? I didn’t say I did anything. Nevertheless, I am a renowned doctor. Perhaps I can help Ms. Jarvis regain consciousness.”

Lucian’s jaw clenched. “What are you trying to do? Is this because Roxanne rejected you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jack insisted, wanting to leave no incriminating evidence. “I’m just saying I might be able to help.”

Despite Lucian’s accusations, Jack maintained his innocence while simultaneously offering his services. Lucian, forced to swallow his anger, asked, “What do you need to treat Roxanne?”

Jack’s tone was playful, mocking. “Is this how you beg for help, Mr. Farwell? It seems Ms. Jarvis isn’t very important to you.”

Lucian’s gaze was terrifyingly dark, veins bulging on his forehead. “What must I do to get you to treat Roxanne, Mr. Damaris? I will do my best to meet your conditions.”

Jack laughed, pleased. “Who knew you’d ever beg for help, Mr. Farwell? This is quite a revelation!” He continued nonchalantly, “However, I haven’t decided what I want in return. Give me time to think. I’ll call you when I’m ready.”

He hung up. The tension in the ward was suffocating. The hospital director and medical team tried to remain inconspicuous.

Lucian stared at his dark phone screen, consumed by rage. Jack had called simply to assert his dominance! Even if Lucian complied, Jack might still refuse to treat Roxanne.