"Divorce agreement..." Mlynar scanned the document and couldn't believe what he was reading. He raised his head and stared at the secretary, Ms. Riley, who looked at him as if he weren't there. "What's this?" he mumbled. But Ms. Riley, his wife's secretary, only gave him a contemptuous look. Mlynar was astounded, the secretary who used to treat him with respect, had suddenly changed. She became condescending, tapping the papers with her fingernails in disgust "This is a divorce agreement from Cynthia. She wants a divorce, is this hard for you to understand?" Before Mlynar could react, the secretary's rebuke came like a storm. "You have nothing to do at home every day, and it would be a humiliation to have you attend any business occasion. The board of directors uses you to attack Cynthia every time, so you still want to stay by her side?" "You are not fit for Ms. Cynthia and the success of this company. Sign and get some compensation, or watch your life crumble". "Is this wha
Mlynar stormed out of the office, filled with rage and sadness; he loved Cynthia and didn't want to leave her, but that didn't mean he could tolerate such humiliation. He was about to leave the company when his phone rang. Mlynar found an unfamiliar number displayed on the phone screen, he picked it up, "Who is this." "I am Fredy lee, the president of the nexus consortium, I heard today is your wedding anniversary, I am coming to you with some gift which you would like." Mlynar breathed heavily, "Don't worry, It is of no need." Mlynar knows Mr. Fredy, but he wonders how he knew him. He never mentioned his past to anyone in the Lothric city, not even his beloved wife. He had been hiding all about him, even as a divine healer... as a member of the Nearl family. "What do you really want?", Mlynar asked. "I need your help, my friend has been on a grave illness for days, and at the verge of death, we need your help." "I don't care how you know about me, but I am not for that." "I k
"How dare you!" Mlynar yelled. Mrs. Lucas was shocked by his sudden transformation. "How dare you yell at my son!" Then, he bent down to pick up the pieces, and inside the broken cross was a symbol, something triangular. "What's that?" Mrs. Lucas curiously asked. "It's an heirloom, the only thing that holds my mother's memories," he said."Oh! Even poor people have an heirloom... I think that is the reason you remain poor, it is being transferred from your mom to you," Frodo said."Don't speak ill of my mom," he snapped at him."What will you do... Hell to your mom?" he... This made Mlynar so angry that he couldn't hold himself any longer, so he threw a punch at Frodo's face.Frodo stumbled, then regained his balance and also threw a punch, which Mlynar dodged and pushed him away."How dare you touch my son, you've damaged his face!" Mrs. lucas barked."I can't stand it when someone speaks ill of my mom, even if it's you," Mlynar said with a stern gaze."Don't look at my mom with t
Mlynar and Cellinina were in the car, on their way to the hospital. "Thanks for willing to save my grandfather; I am very grateful," Cellinina stated. Mlynar politely nodded. "Take this as a gift for your help," she said, stretching a card at him. Mlynar just looked at it. "It contains 3 million dollars; you can withdraw it at any time." She offered. Mlynar shook his head, "Thanks, but you don't have to. I am not treating him for any compensation, and I can't assure you I will be able to heal him. If I succeed, I won't charge money." This made Cellinina admire him; she didn't believe there was someone as gentle and kind as him. She smiled. Just then, Mlynar's phone rang, and it was from Cynthia. Reluctantly, he picked it up. "Hello, I heard you hit my brother. Is that true?" she said with an authoritative voice. "Yeah, because..." he was about to explain, but Cynthia cut him off. "You really did, how could you? Just because I divorced, is that a reason you vent the anger on
Lapland nearly pulled out her gun when she noticed what Mlynar was doing—transmitting his Qi to her grandfather."Why are you doing that?" she asked him. After Mlynar finished with what he was doing, he faced them."It turned out your father was poisoned," he said. Shock struck both sisters' faces."Yeah, a deliberate poison, so I transmitted part of my Qi to him to help keep his Qi warm. Then you can give him medicine to regulate it. For now, he is weak. You can do that later."They nodded, and simultaneously, Cellinina wondered who could poison her grandfather."Don't change his position; leave him in the posture. Make sure any medicine must be prepared by both of you."They nodded in understanding again."I will be going now; don't change his posture," he warned them again."We won't," Cellinina said, and Mlynar headed out.Not long after, the chief doctor entered, shocked to see Mr. Saluzzo in a sitting posture."What... What are you thinking? Who sat him down?" he asked angrily.
When Mlynar finished, he exhaled loudly, as some stem came out from his mouth. Mr. Saluzzo groaned and opened his eyes. The chief doctor limped in again. And he's surprised to see Mr. Saluzzo awake. "Due to the doctor's rash decision, your grandfather is very weak, and has reached an irreversible point, although I managed to extend his life by passing him almost all my cultivation, and energy. He can only live for one month". "See what you have caused!" Lapland yelled at the doctor. "He…" he tried to come up with some excuses again. "Just shut up!" Cellinina roared. "I am sorry, my job ends here" Mlynar said. Lapland and Cynthia groaned in agony and anguish. "You mean, there is nothing you can do, he will die within a month" Cynthia asked. "Yes, there is nothing I can do, except a doctor from Aesculapia is willing to perform a miracle on him". Aesculapia was a temple of the god of medicine in ancient Greek, which means it is nearly impossible. "Your grandfather will still die
After Mlynar left the ward, Cellinina met up with him. She wanted to escort him back, so they both entered the car and drove away.Cellinina sat closely beside Mlynar."I am very grateful for what you did. I wish I could repay you," Cellinina said.Mlynar nodded, "I did nothing, just a little effort. I'm doing that only to get the dragon bloodroot. I heard it can only be found in the Saluzzo family."Cellinina nodded, "I know. Mr. Finley has told me that also, but I still want to give you the bank card as a mere compensation."Mlynar nodded No."Just a kind gesture, please accept it," Cellinina insisted.Mlynar insisted, shaking his head, "I don't need it, but can you instead focus on searching for the medicine and other rare medicines?".Mlynar really needed that to save one of his followers, Mr. Alfred, who only survived the last war that the Nearl family fought with great loss. To revive Mr. Alfred, he disguised himself as a poor and homeless person in search of the rare medicine.
The vans of the thugs abruptly stopped in front of them. The van opened, and the thugs descended. All with armed guns, there were more than thirty. The thugs waited, while the gang leader approached Mlynar and Cellinina slowly. Cellinina pretended to be drugged, sleeping inside the car, while Mlynar, now the driver, sat comfortably. The leader headed straight to where Cellinina was, smirking, thinking she was under the influence. He intended to touch her when Cellinina suddenly stood up, pressing the gun against him. The gang leader was shocked but remained composed. The other gang members wanted to interfere, but the leader stopped them, turning back to face Cellinina. "Wow, I know you'll never be an easy target." "Who are you, and who sent you? Tell me, and I will spare you," Cellinina demanded. The gang leader scoffed, "I can't believe you're bargaining in this situation. I don't think you know who's really in power here. If you shoot and kill me, how will you handle my crazy