Dr Kureha Novels & Stories

replied Gerald as he waved his hand. Nodding in response, Derrick then looked at Takuya—who was sitting beside Gerald—before rubbing his hands and saying, “A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Futaba. I’m Derrick Zima, the chairman of the Fareast Consortium. If I remember correctly, we cooperated once in the past, right?”

He chuckled, a warm and inviting sound that made me feel a bit more at ease. From his appearance, he was tall—probably as tall as Dr. Yasmir, who is six feet. This guy seemed even more charming compared to Dr. Yasmir. While Dr. Yasmir had a rugged, manly look, this man had a more refined, approachable demeanor. His lab coat indicated he was a doctor, too. "Wait, a coffee for Yasmir?" His eyes widened slightly, clearly surprised. How did he know about that? "Easy, Yasmir is the only one who drinks coffee at this time," he said, glancing at his watch.

"—authorities have issued a statement requesting information on the whereabouts of Dr Karma Kuntz, 28, daughter of the deceased and Chief Surgeon and owner of Save the Child Hospital—one of the largest private medical facilities in the country, and the last person he was with—a young girl named Mia. That's all we know about her. Dr Kuntz has not been seen with him since she separated from him, and police are asking anyone with more information to come forward—" Karma dished the eggs onto a plate. Added toast from the toaster. A handful of parsley from the herb garden on her window for beautifying her plate, just old habits. "Dr Kuntz is described as approximately 170 centimeters tall, with d