If that freak Andrew ever actually joined Blumedale Hospital, Thomas knew he would never see the light of day again.

"Dr. Lloyd, who are you looking for?" Thomas asked, his voice tight.

Andrew replied coolly, "Bernard Hackett from Jayrodale. He's your lapdog, isn't he?"

Thomas's face darkened. "Dr. Hackett is indeed one of mine. But I'd like to know why you're looking for him?"

Andrew shot back impatiently, "Just call him over. Why I want to see him is none of your business."

Thomas fell silent and nodded for Jared to go fetch Bernard. In the past, if Andrew had dared speak to him like that, Thomas would have flown into a fit of rage on the spot. However, things were different now—no matter how rude Andrew got, Thomas did not dare flare up.

Soon, Bernard appeared, visibly nervous and twitchy. He stammered, "Dr. Goddard, Dr. Bozzelli… y-you asked for me?"

Thomas replied blankly, "It's not us. Dr. Lloyd wants a word with you."

Bernard's eyes flicked toward Andrew, who was