The truth was out. Chuck and Wesley both sat on the floor and were unable to get over what they saw. It was too terrifying, bordering on absurd. "Mr. Lowe, about my shop, you see …" Chuck said with admiration. He couldn't hold a grudge against someone with that much money. He also regretted believing Wesley, which caused him to doubt Tyrone. Tyrone smiled and said, "I know you're in a rush to sell your shop to me. But my time is more valuable than yours. I can't sit around twiddling my thumbs like you."Both Wesley and Chuck were confused. They didn't know what Tyrone was trying to do. "Let me ask you a question first. You have to answer truthfully. Your shop is pretty decent, and it makes good money, yet you still risked operating a loan shark business. You even falsified loans to scam others. The question is, why are you so desperate for cash?"Tyrone didn't understand why an owner of a shop with annual profits over a hundred million would be short on cash. Only Chuck knew
The matter was resolved. Tyrone had uprooted the loan shark service. Innocent victims like Iris Freeman no longer had to live in fear. Chuck would already know how to deal with the malicious debtors without Tyrone's supervision. Iris was lying on the bed and reading a newspaper when Tyrone entered. She was excited to see him. For some reason, she began to care about Tyrone after two hours of interaction yesterday. She felt safe the moment he came in.Iris didn't know what to say to him. Tyrone nodded at her and went to the window. Iris was hit with a wave of disappointment and felt depressed. In the room across them, Ysabella looked like she was recovering nicely. The doctor was also present, and they looked close. It seemed like they were talking about something interesting. Ysabella looked riled up. She wanted to hit someone but couldn't reach because she was on the bed. She could only look on with helpless urgency. "How could there be a squirrel with three tails? I was
Who would be responsible? Lorenzo's words elevated the issue to a higher level. If something were to happen, the hospital, the patient's family, the media, even the other patients who heard about the incident and future patients … None of these people would be appeased by a simple excuse, like Tyrone was just inserting a needle. Tyrone's brows furrowed slightly. His medical skills might be limited, but the basic techniques, like injecting a needle, were still a piece of cake. He had hoped to settle the issue after he had injected the needle. He hadn't expected the nurse to bring someone over to avenge her. Even if he hadn't injected the needle, the nurse would still have plenty of excuses to cause him trouble. If anyone else encountered something like this, they might have to suck it up and deal with it. But that wasn't the case for Tyrone."Dr. Lorenzo, I think you must be mistaken. Even if I'm not a doctor in this hospital, it doesn't mean my medical skills are inadequat
The tension between Tyrone and Lorenzo grew rapidly. It looked like they were about to get into a fight. Iris wanted to stop Tyrone, but he got her back into bed. "I forgot to tell you about this. I've settled the loan shark matter for you. There's 500 thousand dollars in this card. It's Wesley's compensation to you."Iris was dumbstruck and didn't take the card. She held Tyrone's arm and pleaded, "Mr. Lowe, you don't have to do so much for me. You should just go. I'll plead with the hospital. You'll never be able to win against Dr. Lorenzo." Iris wasn't thinking about the loan or the card. Her business had gone bankrupt, and all her friends and relatives were all radiosilent. Otherwise, she would have paid off the loan without many issues. She wouldn't have ended up as she was if someone had helped her. But it wasn't the time to think about that. She was worried about Tyrone challenging a B-class doctor to a medical showdown. She thought he was out of his mind. "Don't w
"Are you kidding me? You're going to treat the patient with silver needles?""Is there something wrong?" Tyrone asked casually as he was disinfecting the 13 silver needles. "Do you have any common sense? Does this injury look like it has anything to do with acupuncture points?""Not really.""And why are you still going with acupuncture for treatment? Acupuncture can do some things that modern medicine can't. But it still can't replace modern medicine!"It was like planting watermelon seeds and expecting apple trees. Lorenzo thought Tyrone was being childish by trying to treat a chemical infection with acupuncture. Even the nurse laughed mockingly. She wasn't that knowledgeable. But she knew enough to understand that acupuncture wasn't practical. The reason was simple. Acupuncture wouldn't be able to cleanse the toxins in the patient's body. It might even have adverse effects. Tyrone glanced at Lorenzo but didn't say anything. Lorenzo hadn't revealed the test results fo
Tyrone would have loved to disseminate the knowledge of acupuncture. But Bernard had said it was of no use. It couldn't be helped."Unless tutored by an expert, you'll only scratch the surface, even if you dedicate your life to acupuncture. It's better if you study something more practical and useful."In other words, acupuncture wasn't meant for Lorenzo. He didn't have the talent or the temperament for it.But Lorenzo wasn't deterred. He knew acupuncture was a sophisticated study. During his decade-long research, six of them had been spent making zero progress. If he had spent those six years studying something else, perhaps he would be Tanner's proud protégé."You're right." Lorenzo looked down, disappointed. The female nurse then spoke rudely. "Dr. Lorenzo asked you nicely, but you took it for granted. Who do you think you are? "Dr. Lorenzo has saved countless people. Who are you to gatekeep Dr. Lorenzo and—"Before the female nurse could finish her sentence, a livid Lore
"Ms. Freeman, I can reassure you that we won't make the same mistake again. You can put your mind at ease and rest here properly. "As compensation, I will personally follow up on your case," said Lorenzo politely as he took a few glances at Tyrone. It seemed as if he were trying to appease Tyrone, not Iris.The sudden special treatment caught Iris off guard. Her wounds had healed, so she didn't really need an important doctor to be at her heels 24/7."Dr. Lorenzo, I have already put the whole thing behind me. Besides, I'm not the one you should apologize to." Iris then eyed Tyrone.Lorenzo approached Tyrone, who was leaning against the window. He thought that Tyrone was just pretending to be deep in his thoughts. But when he looked out of the window, he was aghast.Linden was getting awfully chummy with Ysabella. They were like a couple!Lorenzo recalled what Tyrone had told him earlier. So Tyrone had seen something. Linden had gone too far this time."Mr. Lowe, I know that d
"I'm fine," Ysabella said, shaking her head. However, her furrowed brows indicated that something was bothering her.When Lorenzo left, he quickly glanced at something outside the window. Ysabella followed his eyes and saw a fleeting shadow by the opposite window. Her suspicion had been confirmed. Someone was spying on her.She wanted to report to Linden that there was a peeping tom in the hospital. But for some reason, she was worried about the peeping tom instead. Maybe she was just overthinking. It could just be a patient taking a stroll."Ysabella?" asked Linden, concerned, when he saw her odd behavior. Shock, perhaps?"I'm fine, Dr. Linden. I'm a bit tired now. I can't possibly accept your expensive fruit as a gift. Please take them back." Ysabella didn't want to face Linden and went under the blanket.Linden smiled wryly. It was true that Ysabella would get tired after he spent some time with her. But in the past few days, she had been using it as an excuse to get him
The directors shuddered in fear. Tyrone looked like a devil straight from the pits of hell. Tyrone had realized something was wrong with these people long ago. There had been too many coincidences. Only someone from the inside could have known where Ysabella had been headed. Besides, Ysabella's investigation would have undoubtedly had a negative impact on their interests. The directors quickly confessed to being the ones who hired the kidnappers. Yet when they tried to call the kidnappers, no one picked up."Mr. Hendrick, we really don't know what's going on. The kidnappers aren't listening to us anymore." The man who had spoken up was shivering like a leaf. Tyrone's eyes darkened. Based on the footage of Ysabella's kidnapping, he could tell the kidnappers were highly trained. These directors weren't capable of hiring people like them. Tyrone ignored them and walked out. These people would pay for their actions. …Tyrone drove to York Residence. Louisa was still sitting
This way, Ysabella stood a higher chance of being discovered. Yet the kidnappers found Ysabella's phone. They grabbed it and tossed it away immediately. "Get inside!" The kidnappers pushed Ysabella into a black sedan.Then, Ysabella's face was shoved into a black bag. She couldn't see anything, and her hands were bound. She took several deep breaths while telling herself to calm down. She shouldn't do anything reckless now, or she might get herself killed."She's hot!" exclaimed one of the kidnappers in a perverted way."Keep it in your pants. She's not someone you can lay your fingers on," warned another kidnapper."I'm just saying. Geez." Nonetheless, Ysabella could feel a pair of creepy eyes scanning her body. She could only endure it silently. The kidnappers drove steadily on the road. After a long while, they arrived at their destination.Ysabella was forcefully dragged out of the sedan. Her nose picked up the scent of nature and poop. She deduced that she must have
But when she heard that Horatio and the others were fine, Maisey breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but glance at Ysabella, whose features were truly exquisite and naturally beautiful. Up close, Ysabella's skin was flawless.Even though Maisey had already met Eve, she couldn't deny that Ysabella was indeed very beautiful. In fact, she was so beautiful that even as a woman, Maisey couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy."I'm sorry about earlier," Maisey said, gently touching her belly, which still had a noticeable bump. It gave her a slight sense of reassurance.Ysabella smiled. "It's okay. While your baby is holding on, it's crucial not to get too worked up and to avoid any strenuous activities."The most important thing is to maintain a healthy and pleasant state of mind. Otherwise, there might be risks for your baby."Maisey nodded hurriedly. "I'll make sure to do that.""That's good. I've already saved my number on your phone. Feel free to reach out to me if y
Later on, Irvin got dressed and patted Maisey, who lay on the bed with her eyes tightly closed."Stop playing dead. Wake up," he said.However, Maisey didn't wake up, and a faint scent of blood lingered in the air.A sense of unease crept into Irvin's heart. He hurriedly lifted Maisey, but she had lost consciousness.In that moment, Irvin genuinely felt fear gripping his heart, as if something very important was slipping away from him. He carried Maisey and rushed out of the room.Jeremy ran up quickly and asked, "Mr. Irvin, what's—""Get lost!" Irvin shouted as he carried Maisey to the car. Without waiting for Jeremy, he raced to the hospital.Finally, he took Maisey to the emergency room. Irvin's hands trembled incessantly. Time passed by, but there was no sign of activity in the operating room.At that moment, a figure rushed out of the elevator. Without warning, Irvin took a punch to the face.Tyrone stood before him, radiating hostility. Irvin wiped the blood from his m
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly came to a stop in front of the alley.Irvin gazed at the large willow tree at the entrance of the alley, his eyes gradually darkening.He had snuck in here with Ambrose when he was a child. He had been young at the time and had still been eager for what he thought was paternal love.He had attempted to understand why Ambrose liked Tyrone so much.However, after coming here, he hadn't found any answers. He had only observed Tyrone, Ambrose, and that woman from a distance. They had looked like a harmonious family of three.Irony, resentment, and discomfort surged in Irvin's veins.Since then, Irvin's yearning for Ambrose's paternal love had gradually subsided.This was the only way he could ensure minimal emotional harm to himself within this family. It also shaped Irvin's current indifferent personality.But everything changed when he met Maisey.She was money-minded, always seeking small advantages, and exuded a cunning charm from every fiber
Of course, the Vaughns dared not openly discuss these matters in the living room, considering there were so many household staff present.With many people around, there was a risk that the household staff might relay their words to Tyrone, and it would end up causing more harm than good.So they gathered in Marcella's room to discuss the matter.Except for Yelena, everyone was filled with resentment.Belinda furrowed her brow, conflicted. After all, Tyrone was her son-in-law. In a way, he represented her as well. She wasn't pleased with how Yakov spoke about Tyrone, but the latter had also ignored her earlier, which was a blow to her pride.Thinking about this, Belinda's expression turned sour.As everyone criticized Tyrone, she didn't say much."But in this way, how do we get the kid into the Hendricks Consortium?" Yanis asked with a furrowed brow.It was the Hendricks Consortium, after all. It was a symbol of wealth and power. If they could enter the Hendricks Consortium, t
At that moment, it was like a tiger encountering a mouse. Yakov couldn't help but feel afraid at the overwhelming dominance Tyrone exuded. Yakov's face changed repeatedly.Soon, Tyrone withdrew his gaze, and the oppressive air about him instantly disappeared.While Yakov breathed a sigh of relief, his expression turned quite unpleasant again. He couldn't believe that just Tyrone's gaze had frightened him so much.Tyrone didn't bother with Yakov. In his eyes, Yakov was like a mouse in a filthy drain. He wasn't worth his attention.The more Tyrone ignored Yakov, the more Yakov felt that Tyrone was looking down on him, fueling the anger inside him.For someone so self-centered, they couldn't see the good in others and couldn't hear advice. They lived in their own world, believing themselves to be the king of that world.Now that Tyrone had put his spoon down, Marcella followed suit too. The younger generation didn't dare to continue eating.Even though none of them had eaten their
"What's wrong, Mom? Let's eat," Tyrone chuckled.Deep down, Belinda was still somewhat afraid of Tyrone. After all, the ruthless methods Tyrone had displayed in her presence had left her with lingering fear.The seemingly amiable son-in-law in front of her didn't entirely match that cold persona."Sure, let's all sit down," Belinda hurriedly responded.Tyrone held Ysabella's hand and walked to the dining table. Observing the spread, aside from the tomato omelet that Ysabella enjoyed, the rest of the dishes were Yvan's favorites."Oh dear, Ysabella, I knew your favorite is tomato omelet, so I specially made a portion for you," Belinda said with a smile.Ysabella's eyes flickered slightly, looking at Belinda with surprise.Although it was only one dish she liked, Belinda had only ever paid attention to Yvan from the beginning. This was the first time Belinda had noticed what she enjoyed eating.Although there were ulterior motives behind this gathering, it didn't stop the emotion
At that moment, Ysabella's phone vibrated, signaling an incoming call. Although the caller ID didn't reveal the who the caller was, Ysabella knew the home number by heart.Seeing Ysabella's distressed expression, Tyrone looked at her phone and instantly understood the situation. "Let me take this," he offered, picking up Ysabella's phone.Since Louisa had forcefully taken Ysabella away, most of the latter's contact information had been either deactivated or altered. Hence, if Belinda to get her hands on Ysabella's current number, someone must have assisted her. It wasn't difficult to guess who that person might be.A cold smirk appeared on Tyrone's lips as he answered the call, "Hello, Mom."On the other end of the line, Belinda was momentarily taken aback. Hadn't she called Ysabella? Why was Tyrone answering?But none of this affected her good mood. "Oh, Tyrone, how come it's you who answered the phone? Where's Ysabella?""Ysabella went to the restroom, and I picked up when th