............"Yes, I think I have a guess why this young man is in this state," Aarav nodded before taking out his card from his pocket and writing something on it. He then put it in the young man's shirt pocket and called an ambulance."Alright, let's go!" Aarav positioned the young man comfortably on the side and gestured for the cab driver and Aria to get in and move from there.After they left, an ambulance arrived and took the drunk person to the nearest Hospital.Next day, When Asher Von woke up early in the morning, he sat up abruptly and looked around the white room, feeling his body strapped down with many medical drips attached to him."Anyone there? Hello!" Asher called out for help, feeling uncomfortable with all the things attached to him."Step...step...yes, Mr. Von, did you call?" A beautiful nurse arrived, smiling as she asked what he needed."Could you pull these things out? I feel uncomfortable and I'm having trouble breathing properly," Asher pointed to his body,
............"Phew... Arrgh...!" Asher finally took a relieved breath but groaned, feeling fatigued and his stomach hurting.He got down from the bed and grabbed his clothes, quickly changing out of the hospital gown. He took his medication to keep his sanity before putting it back in his pocket."Hmmn... what is this?" He noticed a card that had fallen out of his pocket, picking it up to take a look."Veridian Treatment Centre, huh...!" Asher read the card, then turned it over to find a message written on the back: "Come to my Hospital if you want to cure your ChronoCell Syndrome. You don't have much time, so make your decision sooner rather than later.""What is this... how did this person know...!" Asher felt shocked as he read the message, then he looked at the address on the card."The Morning Pearl." Seeing the familiar name, he thought about his hopeless situation and considered his options before deciding to give it a try.He paid the hospital bill and quickly left, heading s
............"Good, I was actually thinking about asking you, Mr. Hughes, if you would like to work here, in my humble hospital," Aarav said genuinely, offering him a position."Are you sure? Do you really want me in your hospital?" Earl Hughes couldn't believe his ears. It was a big opportunity to work with such a remarkable doctor, so he sought confirmation."Yes, I'm sure. Or don't you want to?" Aarav nodded, a mischievous smile playing at the corner of his mouth."Yes, yes, I want to! Who said I wouldn't join? I'll join you even if I have to go through fire and water to pass the trial!" Earl Hughes nodded enthusiastically, grabbing Aarav's hand with determination."Hahaha...! Mr. Hughes, you sure know how to crack jokes!" Aarav chuckled at Earl Hughes's exaggerated gestures."By the way, you haven't introduced these people behind you!" Aarav noticed about twenty young men and women standing behind Earl Hughes, looking at him with curious expressions."Ahhh...it completely slipped
............"Alright, see you tomorrow!" Aarav locked the door carefully before walking away, bidding them goodbye."Hey, Mr. Veridian, please don't leave us hanging like that!" Flora and Blossom called out in frustration, but Aarav only waved at them before hailing a cab and leaving them standing there."Seriously, why didn't he explain clearly? He just left us here. Can you believe him, sister?" Flora muttered in frustration, turning to her sister Blossom, who shared the same expression."Did we lose our charm, sister? Or does our new boss swing that way?" Blossom's question earned her a stink eye from Flora."Arghh...let's just go. We need to prepare for tomorrow," Flora groaned, poking her heels into the pavement before the sisters decided to leave and return home to rest early.Meanwhile, Aarav arrived at the usual place near the church and saw that the bishops, along with others, were already present."Whoa...look at the crowd, this is insane. Let's hope what I planned will w
............As church transportation was only available to those believers who truly had faith in their Lord Heir and God Elandor.The church men really disliked those who made fun of them, as they always disregarded their faith and loyalty to their Lord Heir and God Elandor, so how could the church people tolerate them?"Alright...Alright, let's get back to work, everyone," Bishop Dominic clapped his hands and shouted at the gossiping priests and laypeople."Phew...we need to get back to our task at hand," Bishop Benedict returned after distributing the cards and sending the people back through the transportation."How much longer do you think we will take if we keep going so slowly? I think we need to summon area by area and start cleansing from there. That would be more efficient and fast," Bishop Benedict added, pointing out their subpar progress with their current task."Right, let's do that," Bishop Dominic nodded in agreement with Bishop Benedict's suggestion.Their current t
............"How much longer until we reach the gate?" Archbishop Deniel asked the cab driver, eyeing the long line of vehicles ahead."About half an hour, Sir," the young driver replied."Very well," Archbishop Deniel nodded, his gaze drifting to the towering 50-meter-long wall ahead.Even from a distance, the wall looked imposing, prompting people to wonder how it was constructed ages ago."Do you know, Sir, what's really famous in this city lately?" The young cab driver struck up a conversation, noticing they still had some time before reaching the city."Well, I haven't been to this city in a while, so I'm not up to date with the recent changes," replied the Archbishop, intrigued by the opportunity to learn from a local's perspective.In truth, his first agenda was to gather information directly from the locals about the city. He valued their firsthand experiences."Well, let me tell you, Sir. You might want to see it for yourself. It's the newly opened drama play hosted once a
............"Hmm, it's really old, about ten years, I think," the old man said, examining the address. He seemed to recognize the street name mentioned."Huh, did you recognize it then?" Archbishop asked, feeling hopeful at the old man's reaction."But that street seems to have had an accident ten years ago. After that, it was renovated and completely changed," the old man's reply made Archbishop's face fall."What... what exactly happened back then that whole street got ruined?" the Archbishop asked, sensing something didn't add up."Hmm, I don't remember all the details, it's been a decade, but I recall there was some kind of fire," the old man replied, his face deep in thought.The Archbishop furrowed his brow, pondering, 'How could a mere fire reduce the street to rubble? And there should have been a Bishop present; fire shouldn't have been any big deal for him. So, how exactly...?'Despite his inquiries, the old man didn't have any further information. Frustrated, the Archbisho
............"Buy one, get two free, everyone... we have special free offers today," echoed the vendors' voices.The atmosphere was lively, with vendors energetically calling out their prices and shoppers leisurely browsing through racks of clothing.Despite the hustle and bustle, there was a sense of warmth and familiarity in the air, as if everyone here was part of a close-knit community."I really like this atmosphere. There's no tension in the air," he muttered.Archbishop couldn't help but feel drawn to the authenticity of this street.Unlike the glitz and glamour of the city's other districts, this place felt real and genuine. It was a reminder that sometimes, simplicity was all one needed to find comfort and contentment.As he walked further down the street, Archbishop couldn't help but admire the resilience and humility of the people here. They may not have had much, but they made the most of what they had, and that was something truly admirable."What's the name of this stre