Chapter 239

The room was filled with a thick tension as Lord Barron, tall and imposing, stood at the entrance, his piercing eyes locked on the trembling doctor before him.

At that moment, the doctor found himself struggling to form words.

His hands, usually steady, were now clenched tightly together, and a cold sweat began to form on his brow. He had never been this intimidated by anyone before, but the presence of Lord Barron was something entirely different.

Lord Barron, his voice deep and commanding, broke the silence again.

“How is my son?”

He demanded, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.

At that moment, the doctor swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the moment pressing down on him.

He knew he had no choice but to answer, even though the words seemed to stick in his throat.

“Lord Barron”

He began, his voice shaky but growing stronger with each word, “Your son… he lost a lot of blood. It was a close call, but we managed to stabilize him and did the surgery successfully.”

At that mo
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