Ready to Rule: The Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 23

Everyone stared, holding their breath, watching as Lydia placed each needle with steady hands. At first, everyone had their doubts, but those quickly gave way to pure shock.

Cameron watched his father’s body loosen up. The lines in his face smoothed out, and he looked... peaceful. Cameron couldn’t hide his amazement. “Lydia is just as gifted as Garrett.”

Garrett Norwood was already a star in the medical world, and he was still so young.

Honestly, all four Norwood boys were geniuses. Each one seemed even more impressive than the last. Lucinda was smart, sure, but compared to her brothers, she was in a different league.

Sometimes Cameron and Kylie wondered if Lucinda just wasn’t as sharp as her brothers, but then again, she was the only girl in the family. She’d always been a little spoiled, the baby of the house, and maybe that explained why she didn’t care much for studying.

But now, seeing what Lydia could do, Cameron felt nothing but relief and pride. This was what being a Norwood meant.

Cameron’s praise stung Lucinda. Her nails dug into her palms, leaving little crescent marks.

It’s just acupuncture, she thought bitterly. There’s no guarantee she’ll actually save him.

A part of Lucinda, a part she almost didn’t recognize, secretly hoped Lydia would fail. She forgot, for a moment, that the person fighting for his life was the grandfather who had always loved her best.

About fifteen minutes passed before Lydia quietly started removing the needles. Mr. Norwood felt like his body had been scrubbed clean from the inside out. All the aches, all the tiredness, just... gone.

He wasn’t quite ready to face everyone though, so he decided to pretend to be asleep a little longer.

Everyone watched as Lydia calmly disinfected and packed away her needles. The old man still didn’t move. The doubts came creeping back. Had something gone wrong?

“Lydia, why isn’t Grandpa waking up? Did you mess up? Is he... paralyzed?” Lucinda’s voice rang out, sharp and accusing, almost like she wanted everyone to suspect Lydia.

Lydia zipped her backpack, then glanced at the old man, still lying there with his eyes closed.

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