Novels by Blind Sage

The buzz of John’s phone interrupted the tense atmosphere in the Wilson family home. Glancing at the screen, he saw an unfamiliar number but answered it anyway.“Hello?”“Doctor Carter?” a soft, playful voice purred on the other end. “It’s Charlotte Chase. Do you remember me?”John leaned back in his chair, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Of course, Miss Chase. How can I help you?”“I’ve been thinking about your diagnosis,” Charlotte replied, her tone teasing. “You were spot-on about my cervical spondylosis. I was hoping you could come by and treat me. My neck has been unbearable lately.”John hesitated, glancing at the clock. It wasn’t far from evening, and the Wilson family’s drama had already taken its toll. But the mention of treatment piqued his interest.“Where are you located?” he asked.“Just a few streets away from your house, actually,” Charlotte said with a hint of amusement. “I’ll send you the address. You won’t be able to miss it.”“Alright,” John said after a brief p

Morning dawned bright over the Wilson family estate, but the tension in the air was palpable. The family had gathered in the living room, their spirits high as Amelia confidently prepared to leave for the Millenium Group offices.“This is my moment,” Amelia declared, adjusting her tailored blazer in front of the mirror. “Once I finalize the contract, everyone will see how valuable I am to this family.”Mary clasped her hands together, pride radiating from her face. “We always knew you’d be the one to save us, Amelia. Sterling Real Estate’s connections have proven invaluable.”William nodded approvingly, his normally stern expression softened by the hope of their looming success. “Make us proud, Amelia. This contract will secure the future of our business.”Across the room, Olivia sat quietly, her face clouded with unease. She glanced at John, who leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed and a faint smirk on his lips.“What are you smiling about?” Mary snapped, noticing his expre

The Wilson family living room was buzzing with excitement as Amelia strutted in, her phone pressed to her ear. She wore a confident smirk as she dialed Thomas Miller, her tone syrupy sweet.“Mr. Miller,” she began, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. “I just wanted to thank you for reconsidering the Millenium Mall project. My boyfriend, as you know, has significant sway at Sterling Real Estate. It’s only natural that we found a way to work together.”On the other end of the line, Thomas’s deep voice rumbled, though it lacked the enthusiasm Amelia assumed was there. “Yes, the Millenium Mall project will be transferred to the Wilson family. The papers are being prepared.”Amelia’s smile widened as she hung up. Turning to her parents, she placed her hands on her hips and beamed. “See? I told you my boyfriend’s connections would come through.”Mary clasped her hands together, her face glowing with pride. “I knew it! Amelia, you’ve saved this family.”William nodded, his stern deme

The warm glow of golden energy slowly dissipated as John withdrew the final acupuncture needle from Thomas Miller’s chest. A satisfied smile crossed his face as he stepped back, observing the now-vibrant complexion of the once-ailing patriarch.Thomas sat up gingerly, his breathing steady and free of the tightness that had plagued him for months. “It’s… incredible,” he said, awe lacing his voice. “The pain is gone. My chest feels light for the first time in years.”Henry Chase, standing nearby, nodded in amazement. “Doctor Carter, your skills are extraordinary. I’ve seen masters of their craft, but none who could achieve what you’ve done here.”John remained composed, his voice calm but firm. “Your recovery is only as strong as your commitment to maintaining it. Follow my instructions—diet, exercise, and the herbal regimen I’ve provided—and you’ll avoid a relapse.”Thomas looked John in the eye, respect replacing the skepticism he’d carried earlier. “You have my word. I owe you my lif

The black SUV rolled up to the sprawling gates of the Miller family villa, its grandeur a testament to their immense wealth. John stepped out first, his posture calm and composed, while Lucas trailed behind him, clutching his bruised face and muttering under his breath.“This is insane,” Lucas hissed. “You think my father is just going to hand over the Millenium Mall project because you waltzed in here?”John shot him a cold glance. “You’ll see soon enough.”As they entered the villa, the opulent decor didn’t faze John. He had one goal in mind, and no amount of luxury would distract him. In the grand sitting room, Thomas Miller, a tall man with graying hair and a commanding presence, sat at the head of a long table. Beside him was Henry Chase, an older gentleman with sharp, discerning eyes.Thomas’s gaze hardened as he spotted Lucas’s bruised face. “What is the meaning of this?” he barked, his voice echoing through the room. “Lucas, what happened to you?”“He happened!” Lucas pointed

The dim lighting of the hotel suite reflected Lucas Miller’s smug demeanor as he leaned back in a leather armchair, swirling a glass of wine in his hand. Olivia sat across from him, her posture tense, hands clasped tightly in her lap.“I’m here to apologize for John’s actions,” Olivia began, her voice steady but strained. “He acted out of line, and I’m willing to do whatever it takes to mend the relationship between you and my family.”Lucas smirked, setting his glass down. “Olivia, you’re wasting your breath. This isn’t about apologies.”“Then what is it about?” she asked, her brows furrowing.Lucas leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with predatory intent. “It’s about you, Olivia. Forget the project—forget your family. Be with me, and I’ll make all your problems disappear.”Olivia stiffened, disgust flashing across her face. “What? That’s absurd. I’m married, Lucas.”“To a nobody,” Lucas sneered. “John can’t give you what you deserve. I can. Power, wealth, status—it’s all yours if you