“Dr. Marble said he knows how to treat him!” Mrs Millers replied. “So you just believe everything he says? Would you jump off a building if he told you to?!” Henry insisted. “You…” Mrs Millers started, but she was at a loss for words. “Enough talking! Get out of my way!” Henry said. His relentless manner made everyone freeze. Ignoring the crowd’s shocked expression, Henry grabbed a glass of warm water and slowly mixed in some antidote powder. He fed it to the old man slowly. Although he could cure the old man with his equipment, it would take too much time and effort compared to giving him this antidote. After all, it had taken Dr. Paul Hermon three years of hard work. “Are you sure this will work?” Emily questioned with a frown, clearly still filled with doubt. “Effective or not, you will see in a minute,” Henry replied hastily. “Humph! How ridiculous! You think you can cure the illness pneumonia with some random powder? Do you think you’re some wizard?!” the doctor chastise
“Bastard! You’ve got the balls doing something like that! It looks like you don’t know what the Hermons are capable of! If you don’t want to die, you’d better kneel and beg for my forgiveness!” the doctor said fiercely. “Apologize? Are you worthy of an apology?” Henry sneered. “Alright! You asked for this!” The doctor glared at him as he pulled out his phone, dialling a number. “Henry, if I were you, I would apologize to Dr. Marble immediately.” Micheal sneered, “You should know that the Paules helped cure many big shots. If you dare hit Dr. Marble, you’re making yourself the enemy of Dr. Paul and the entire Paul family!” “So what?” Henry muttered unfazed. “So what?!” Micheal looked as if he was talking to an idiot. “Stubborn till the end. When Dr. Paul gets here, you’re done for!” “Who’s done for?” a powerful voice bellowed through the door. An older man in a doctor’s outfit appeared. His presence filled the space as he strode into the room. It was Dr. Paul Hermon! “Sir! Yo
Paul’s actions had left everyone in the room stunned. “N–no way! Henry knows Dr. Paul? How is that possible?!” “Oh my goodness, Henry is incredible! He can even make Dr. Paul apologize?” Everyone in the room exchanged glances of shock as they watched Henry’s calm, unfazed expression and the respectful look on Dr. Paul‘ face. They had difficulty picturing someone mediocre knowing someone like Dr. Paul. “Are–are my eyes playing tricks on me?” Mrs Millers was in disbelief. *The great Dr. Paul Hermon, the best doctor in the world, was apologizing to Henry? How unbelievable!“Could it be that Henry’s antidote really was a gift from Dr. Paul?” Emily was also shocked to her core. To be honest, She had noticed that Henry had become more discreet. “What a nuisance!” Micheal muttered to himself, looking gloomy. Dr Paul's appearance had disrupted his plan. “S–sir… You really know this guy?” Marble asked in disbelief, cradling his face. “Know him? Mr. Henry is my savior. You’ve got some n
“Henry! What is your problem? So you got lucky and saved the old man! You don’t have to be so rude about it!” Mrs Millers cried, clearly upset. How dare he treat her daughter that way? Did he think he was better than her? “At least I saved him. What about all of you? He almost lost his life because of you!” Henry retorted coldly. “You… What is this attitude?!” Mrs Millers sputtered. She had almost reached her limit. “Enough! Stop yelling at each other! What a disgrace!” old Mr Millers then demanded, “Mrs Millers, all of you, go outside. I need to speak to Henry for a while.” “Humph!” Although Mrs Millers was not happy about it, there was no other option but to leave. As soon as they left the room, the group started muttering. “Say, do you think Old Mr. Millers wanted to talk to Henry about his will or something?” “I’m not sure. That guy is great at getting on Old Mr. Millers' good side. No matter what, we need to be careful!”“Ha! I don’t understand. Solomon is his biological g
The Millers family immediately turned pale. Their Country had four main divisions: the sunset city, Nickel city, East city, and Flaz cities. East City was ruled by the King of the Underworld, Mickelson. Meanwhile, Flaz City was ruled by the infamous Sir Baker! Compared to the King of the Underworld, the Bakers were said to be even more relentless and vile. According to legend, Lord Baker loved raising sharks. Anyone who dared cross him was fed to his school of sharks. People from East City could not afford to offend the dragons. They really were in trouble this time! “No wonder nobody dares to cause trouble here. Who knew Abigail was Lord Baker’s woman?” “It’s not that nobody dares to cause trouble; it’s just that anybody who caused trouble is dead! A tycoon with a net worth of billions flirted with Abigail, and Lord Baker ordered that his limbs be chopped off. After the incident, the tycoon didn’t dare lift a finger and even apologized personally.” “Fuck! That’s brutal!” “No
“You want me to save you some face? Who do you think you are?” Micheal smirked, "Even if Sir Baker were here, I’d demand an apology. Much less one from you!” “Who thinks he has what it takes to make me apologize?” A thundering voice rang out across the bar. A bald man wearing sunglasses, with a cigar between his lips, walked in menacingly. His fierce demeanor and intimidating aura frightened the crowd as they stepped aside. A path opened for him. “Sir Baker, what brings you here?” Abigail’s eyes lit up as she rushed to greet him. “Just showing one of the gentlemen around.” The Baker put an arm around her waist and asked, “What’s going on? I thought I heard someone demanding an apology from me.” “It’s like this…” Abigail began, recounting everything that had happened with no details spared. “Mr. Clark from East City, is it? So you’re the one who wants me to apologize?” The Baker stepped forward and looked Micheal up and down. His expression wasn’t friendly at all. “That’s right.
It turned out that Emily had phoned Henry and alerted him of the situation. She even gave him the address of the restaurant, asking him to come over.“Who are you, boy? How dare you attack my men?” Baker asked, with a menacing expression that suggested he wanted to bite Henry’s head off. “Who I am is not important. For the sake of your safety, Let’s just let this incident slide,” Henry replied curtly. “Let it slide? Who the fuck do you think you are? I’ll just let it slide just because you said so? — Just as he was about to curse, a beer bottle smashed into his head. Blood and beer trickled down his face. Everyone was appalled! The onlookers‘ eyes bulged with looks of utter disbelief. No one had expected Henry to be so bold. He had hit the Baker just because of a disagreement. He showed no hesitation. He must be out of his mind! After a brief moment of silence, the whole bar exploded in an uproar. “He’s done for! This young man is dead! No one can save him!” “I must say I ad
“Sir Hayes?!” The moment the man appeared, the Baker’s spirits lifted dramatically. The bar went into an uproar, and the crowd retreated in respect. They knew that the man they were looking at was someone even the Baker bowed to! “Shit! Sir Hayes’s here!” Emily’s expression changed. She could only imagine the magnitude of the influence and background of someone in Mr. Hayes’s league. “How foolish! If he had let Sir Baker go earlier. Too bad now that Sir Hayes is here. He dug his own grave!” “I don’t care if he dies, but he’s dragging us down with him. What bad luck!” Mrs Millers and the others were shocked and terrified at the same time. They couldn’t even afford to offend the Baker, much less the man behind him, who was none other than Sir Hayes. “You fool! Sir Hayes is here. Aren’t you going to surrender?” shouted the Baker. Sir Hayes did not only have a strong family background, but he was also extremely powerful. He had seen Sir Hayes get away with killing dozens of men w