Not A Small-Town Girl
Chapter 52-1

Chapter 52

"Dr. Lewis, please calm down and let go of my sister. You’re getting tears and snot all over her." Elliot freed Danielle from Morgan’s grasp.

Realizing his lapse in composure, Morgan stepped back, his face flushing with embarrassment. ’What if she thinks poorly of me?’ he thought. His excitement had clearly gotten the better of him.

"I’m so sorry. I got carried away," Morgan mumbled, his usually stoic face softening into a sheepish look as he lowered his head.

Danielle, who had indeed been startled by Morgan’s behavior, spoke calmly, "It’s alright. Just take it easy."

"Danielle," Elliot said with a soft smile, his eyes brimming with affection. "You can start whenever you’re ready."

Danielle nodded before approaching one of the patients. She smiled warmly as she asked, "What’s your occupation?" The patient on the bed looked at her with vacant eyes and replied, "I don’t know."

With a snap of her fingers, Danielle’s voice grew soothing, almost melodic. "Relax. Now, close your eyes and calm your mind. You’ll only hear my voice. You’ve entered another realm, a vast ocean of energy. You’re a harbor connected to it, and this energy is yours to guide."

As Danielle spoke, she observed the patient’s reactions closely. "Now, will you use this power to help others? If you’re willing, nod your head."

The patient seemed to be struggling internally, sweat beading on his forehead before he slowly nodded.

"Good. Relax. Do you know the research lab at the border?" Danielle asked.

"Yes," the patient replied.

"Who conducted the experiments on you?"

The patient began trembling violently at the question, his brows knitted in distress.

Danielle said in a soothing voice, "Breathe slowly. You’re safe here."

"It was a woman," the patient replied.

"Do you remember her name?"

"Professor Sinclair... Many people died..."

Danielle’s expression turned pensive. ’Vera must be the one conducting the human experiments, she thought. When they raided the Wulf Clan’s research facility, her team had only reported seeing Hugh, meaning Vera had already fled.

"Alright, I’ll clap three times. You’ll open your eyes on the third clap," Danielle said.

On the third clap, the patient appeared to struggle, but Danielle snapped her fingers again, and he opened his eyes.

"Danielle, thank you for help," Elliot said, his tone warm and tender.