Chapter 845

Tiffany was fed up as Ronald lost it again. She didn't even bother to respond. The other guy walked over to her. "Melissa, I'm Dawson Hill," he said, dragging out the words as he introduced himself. "Dawson Hill…" Tiffany's brow knitted together as she repeated it. Suddenly, an image flashed in her mind—a guy in a white lab coat. She finally figured out who he was. He was Jacob's apprentice, the doctor who'd been helping Vincent with hypnotherapy. But now he was here, saying he was Ronald's mentee? A sudden understanding flickered in Tiffany's eyes. Even if she weren't the brightest, she could clearly see the connections between them. So, Ronald had been the mastermind all along, pulling her and everyone else's strings. Tiffany clenched her jaw as she fixed her gaze on Dawson. "How's Vincent? You've been the one treating him all along. Was it all under Ronald's orders?" Dawson didn't say a word and looked over at Ronald instead. Ronald's expression darkened, irritation bubblin