SCT-Novel Chapter 1588: Oh, the mind was brilliant, yet so slow in matters of the heart.
Chapter 1588: Oh, the mind was brilliant, yet so slow in matters of the heart.
Chapter 1588: Oh, the mind was brilliant, yet so slow in matters of the heart."It’s impossible. I tried everything, Professor, but it’s all futile. The only solution is to slow down and lessen its effects, but there’s no antidote for that drug."
People might call Dean a natural genius, born with a gift of vast knowledge that had already brightened his future. Whether in business or the medical field, he could thrive in either or any path he chose.
But Dean never truly considered himself a genius. Smart, perhaps, but never the gifted one others thought him to be.
When he said he had tried everything, he meant every facet of that word.
Dean didn’t just attempt a few solutions to the problem or browse a few books to refresh his memory. Even after leaving the re
Meanwhile, at the Miller’s Home...
"???" Theo blinked, then blinked again, watching his sister peeking out of the window into the backyard. Frowning, he squinted suspiciously.
Last night, she had spent so much time out there—she even skipped showering before dinner—just idling on the patio. Even after dinner, he had found her in their small lounge on the mezzanine, still gazing out.
Curious about what had captured her interest in the backyard, Theo tiptoed over to her. Coming up beside her, he craned his neck to see what she was looking at.
There was nothing to see except a few maids helping the gardeners tidy up.
"Good grief..." Patricia let out a shallow breath and turned, jumping in surprise when she saw her brother. "Oh, you scared me!"
She patted her chest, her expression momentarily annoyed at Theo. He regarded her with curiosity.
"Patricia, did you bury a body in the backyard?" he asked. "You’ve been staring out there since last night."
She frowned. "Brother Theo, if I were hiding a body, why would I bury it in our backyard? I’m scared of ghosts."
"If not that, then what? Is there something out there that’s worth... monitoring?"
Not something, but someone.
Patricia huffed and studied him. Part of her wanted to confide in her brother about what was bothering her; he often provided clarity. Yet, another part held her back. This was about Penny, and as her assistant, Patricia knew she couldn’t divulge personal matters—even to family.
"It’s nothing," she shrugged, turning her eyes back to the window. "It’s just... there are so many new maids around the house. I’m not used to it."
"We used to have more."
She side-eyed him. "That’s not what I mean. I’m just not accustomed to seeing so many new faces."
"Ahh..." Theo chuckled in understanding, nodding. "I get it. The old staff were with us for years, so we’re all used to them. Mom needed extra help to maintain the house."
He smiled warmly, patting her back gently. "You’ll get used to it soon."
"..." Patricia sighed inwardly. If only she could tell him the real reason.
"Anyway, should I drop you off at work?" he asked, tilting his head slightly. "You might hit traffic if you leave now."
"Huh?" Her brow furrowed. "It’s still too early for traffic—"
Patricia gasped as she checked her watch, realizing she was running late. During this time, she would usually be on her way to Prime Group to avoid the rush hour traffic. She had been late once and remembered the chaos that ensued.
"But it’s just—"
Theo shook his head, chuckling softly. "Come on. I’ll drive you to Prime Group. Don’t dawdle; we might get stuck in traffic."
Patricia clenched her teeth in distress, looking at her brother in panic. Theo just returned that with a light chuckle, walking away after telling her that he would wait for her in the car.
How could I not notice the time?
She mentally grumbled, looking back at the window where the helpers were before she quickly walked away.
Little did she know, as soon as she turned, one of the maids gazed up at the window where Patricia had been standing.