Chapter 425 Being Monitored

There was a large bed surrounded by layers of brightly-colored curtains.

They were all made of the best silk and the best satin.

It could be seen how much the owner cherished whoever slept in here.

Keith stared at Alena and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear, his eyes full of gentleness and affection.

At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in," Keith said.

A woman wearing black-rimmed glasses in a white shirt and black pants entered.

It was the private doctor of the Beckford family, Samara Platt.

Samara saw Keith sitting by the bed. She lowered her head and said respectfully, "Mr. Beckford, should I give Ms. Thiel treatment now or later?"

Keith looked at Alena and said lightly, "Now."

"Okay."

Keith stepped back. Samara went forward and put a towel on the bed to give Alena's head a massage first.

Samara's movements were exceptionally meticulous and serious.