Kevin shifted his gaze to Albert Finch, his demeanor reflecting a blend of deference and admiration as he addressed the esteemed host. "Mr. Finch, please allow me to express my sincerest gratitude for extending this invitation to me," he began, his voice carrying a tone of genuine respect. "To be welcomed into the home of a former five-star general and esteemed business magnate is truly an honor beyond measure."Albert acknowledged Kevin's words with a gracious nod, a faint smile touching his lips as he reciprocated the sentiment. "The pleasure is ours, Doctor," he replied warmly, his eyes conveying a sense of appreciation for Kevin's presence.Kevin continued, his tone measured and composed as he delved into his introduction. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Dr. Kevin Lang, the proprietor of Lang Hospital," he stated with a sense of pride, his words infused with a quiet confidence. "It is my privilege to serve as both physician and director of our esteemed institution."Albert's i

Calvin's approach exuded a sense of purpose, each step echoing with determination as he closed the distance between himself and Albert. His eyes, a blend of piercing intellect and heartfelt empathy, bore into Albert's soul, seeking to unravel the layers of mystery shrouding his ailment. With a steady voice, Calvin embarked on a journey to decipher the enigma of Albert's health."You've dedicated much of your youth to pushing the boundaries of your physical capabilities," Calvin began, his words carrying the weight of insight born from keen observation. "Engaging in tasks that demanded sheer strength and endurance, all while neglecting the necessity of proper rest."Albert's countenance underwent a profound transformation, the veil of surprise gradually giving way to a dawn of realization. Calvin's words struck a chord deep within him, stirring memories long relegated to the recesses of his mind. Before Albert could articulate his thoughts, Kevin's voice sliced through the air, laced w

As Calvin settled into the chair beside Albert's bed, his demeanor exuded an air of quiet confidence. "Albert, I need you to relax," he began, his voice soothing yet firm. "Close your eyes and allow yourself to drift into a peaceful slumber."Albert nodded, his trust in Calvin evident in the way he followed the instructions without hesitation. "I understand, Calvin," he replied, his voice calm despite the anticipation weighing heavy in the room. "I'll do as you say."With Albert's compliance, Calvin's focus intensified, his hand hovering above Albert's head with a sense of purpose. "Now, remember, everyone," Calvin interjected, addressing the room with a commanding tone. "No disruptions. Any interference could have dire consequences."Albert nodded in understanding, his expression a mixture of curiosity and reverence as he watched Calvin's preparations unfold."Dante, please keep everything under control," Albert asked Dante.“Alright, uncle,” he assured his uncle, his voice hushed in

Albert Finch's eyes brimmed with gratitude as he clasped Calvin's hand firmly, his voice tinged with sincerity as he expressed his heartfelt thanks for Calvin's assistance. "Calvin, I cannot begin to express my gratitude for your help," he began, his tone earnest. "Your expertise and dedication have truly made a difference. I am forever indebted to you."With a warm smile that mirrored Albert's own, Calvin listened attentively as Albert proceeded to extend his generous offer, a gesture of appreciation for Calvin's invaluable aid. "I recently acquired a limited edition sports car, one of only three in the world," he revealed, his excitement palpable. "If you would accept it, Calvin, it's yours. Additionally, I'll transfer an additional one million dollars to your account."Calvin hesitated momentarily, his gaze thoughtful as he weighed Albert's offer against the uncertainty of the treatment's success. "But, Mr. Finch, you'll have to wait a few days to a week to see if the treatment pro

Alana stumbled over her words, still trying to gather her thoughts as Calvin questioned her. She hadn't even considered why she had sought him out in the first place. Taking a deep breath, she finally replied, "I... I just wanted to talk to you, Calvin. I promise it won't take long."Calvin regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and impatience. "Alright," he relented with a sigh. "But make it quick. I'm short on time." With that, he pressed the button on the remote, causing the imposing gates to swing open.As Alana drove her car onto the grounds, she couldn't help but marvel at the sight before her. The Calvin she once knew seemed worlds apart from the man who now stood before her. Gone was the struggling individual she had once known; in his place stood a man of wealth and luxury, with a prestigious address and possessions to match.Once inside, Calvin gestured for Alana to take a seat in the living room. "I've just moved in, so I'm afraid all I can offer you is some water," he ex