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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventy Six
The call came late in the evening, disrupting the tranquil silence in Damein’s villa. Jessica’s trembling voice crackled through the speaker, her words choked with fear. “Damien… they’ve taken me. Please… help.” She sounded panicked, and while Damien didn't harbor any fondness for Jessica, he recognized the weight her father’s influence carried and the complications that could arise if he ignored her plight.Damiens jaw tightened as the call ended before he could even say something. He wasn’t a fan of playing the hero for someone who had treated him poorly, but leaving her in danger wasn’t an option. His thoughts were pragmatic. Something tells him it was some of Jessica's tricks , however the event of what happened the other day played in her mind, without being told he could tell sam guy might want his revenge on Jessica for what happened to him.However Damien never wanted to go but for some reason he couldn't shake off the feelings.“This isn’t about her. It’s about resolving
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventy Seven
At that moment Barrett came out from the inner room and walked towards Jessica.The tension in the air was palpable as Damien was still standing looking confident,, his calm yet intimidating presence sending a ripple of unease through Sam's father's men. The hulking figure of Sam's father stood at the center, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he looked at Damien. Jessica lay slumped in a chair, unconscious, her face pale and smeared with grime.“Release her,”Damien demanded again, his voice cold and cutting. His eyes locked onto Sam's father, unwavering and unyielding.Hearing what Damien just said Sam's father chuckled darkly, leaning back against a table. “You must be out of your mind if you think you can come in here, make demands, and walk out alive. She's not going anywhere.”Her what he just said Damien’s gaze didn’t waver, his tone dropping an octave. “This is your last chance. Let her go.”At that moment The smirk on Sam's father's face vanished as he straightened, his d
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventy Eight
After leaving the scene.Not long after his phone buzzed on the dashboard, the screen lit up with Uncle Bernard's name. He hesitated for a moment, already anticipating the barrage of questions that would be thrown at him, but then he answered, holding the phone to his ear.“Damien,” Jessica's father's voice roared through the speaker, his anger palpable. “What have you done? My daughter was kidnapped because of you!”Upon hearing what uncle Bernard just said Damien tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his expression hardening, he thought he was going to ask her the whereabouts of Jessica not accusing him for something he knew nothing about.However he didn't have enough strength to exchange words with Uncle Bernard due to the respect he has for him. “She’s safe,” he replied calmly, his tone firm but not defensive. “I just got her out and made sure she’s unharmed. She’s on her way home.”“You call that an explanation?”Hearing what Damien just said Uncle Bernard shot back. “T
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventy Nine
The house was unusually quiet when Jessica finally woke up, her head still throbbing from the stress and exhaustion of what just went through. She blinked at the soft light filtering through the curtains and slowly sat up, taking in her surroundings. Her mother was seated across the room, her arms crossed and her expression set in a grim line. Jessica’s father stood by the window, his back turned as he gazed out into the garden.“Where’s Damien?” Jessica asked weakly, her voice breaking the silence.Her mother immediately stiffened, her lips pressing into a thin line. “He’s gone,” she said curtly, not even bothering to look at her daughter. “And he’s not coming back.”Upon hearing what her mother just said Jessica frowned, her confusion clear. “What do you mean, he’s gone? He just saved me. Twice, actually. How can you just—”“Enough!” her father interrupted, spinning around from the window. His voice was sharp, filled with a mixture of anger and frustration. “Do you realize the trou
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Eighty
Sert sat at her polished mahogany desk, her hands folded tightly, betraying the tension she was trying to mask. Across from her stood Phantom, the man sent by headquarters—a figure cloaked in an aura of precision and authority. His reputation preceded him: a relentless operative who only took on missions that bordered on impossible. He was a man whose successes had been etched into legion history, and even Serenity, known as the War Goddess, found herself treading carefully in his presence.However, Phantom didn’t sit. Instead, he remained standing, his towering frame casting a long shadow over the room. His dark tactical suit, devoid of insignias, was immaculate, and his piercing eyes scrutinized every corner of the office as though assessing the worth of its occupant.“Commander Serenity,” he said, his voice low but sharp enough to command attention. He used her formal title, a subtle reminder of the chain of command. “Headquarters has briefed me on your team's progress—or lack the
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Eighty One
“Who does he think he is?”she muttered under her breath, her irritation palpable. To her, Damien's boldness was laughable. A mere village doctor, daring to oppose a family as influential and dangerous as theirs? It was absurd. “He doesn’t even understand the weight of the situation he would find himself in, if he tries any nonsense.”she said, shaking her head with disdain.Serenity leaned back in her chair, dismissing the call as nothing more than an act of desperation. “If he thinks this kind of behavior will scare anyone, he’s delusional,” she thought, her lips curving into a smirk.Rising from her seat, she grabbed her jacket and prepared to leave the office. The call had barely registered as more than an annoyance, a distraction from her real priorities. As she walked toward the door, her mind shifted back to the mission at hand. Damien’s warning was nothing but noise to her.**The dimly lit restaurant exudes sophistication, with its polished wood floors, crystal chandeliers
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Eighty Two
At that moment the air in the restaurant grew tense as the manager, a composed middle-aged man with an air of professionalism, hurried over to defuse the situation. He offered Megan a polite smile, his tone measured and calm.“Miss, I apologize for the inconvenience,”he began, gesturing toward the staff cleaning the spilled wine. “Let’s resolve this matter quickly to ensure everyone can enjoy their meals.”At that moment Megan seized the opportunity, her voice dripping with exaggerated indignation. “Finally, someone who understands! This man,”she said, pointing accusingly at Megan, “tripped me and ruined my evening. That wine bottle wasn’t just expensive; it was irreplaceable. He needs to compensate me immediately!”Immediately The manager turned to Damien, his face neutral but expectant. Damien remained calm, his expression unreadable. Instead of addressing Megan’s accusations, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a sleek, elegant gold card Sophia had given to him, saying it's
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Eighty Three
The private room was cozy yet elegant, with warm lighting that cast a golden glow over the table where Damien and Sophia sat. The aroma of finely prepared dishes filled the air as their conversation flowed easily. Sophia, however, carried a hint of guilt in her tone as she brought up the topic of her brother.“I need to apologize again,” Sophia said softly, setting her fork down. Her eyes met Damien’s, sincere and tinged with regret. “What he almost did—nearly revealing your identity to war goddess Serenity—was reckless. I’ve already reprimanded him for it.”However Damien waved a hand dismissively, his demeanor calm as always. “There’s no need for that. He didn’t mean any harm, and besides, it didn’t cause any real trouble.” His voice was steady, unaffected, as though the matter truly didn’t bother him.At that moment Sophia’s shoulders relaxed slightly, relieved by his response. “Still, I appreciate your understanding. War Goddess Serenity can be... relentless when she sets her
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Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Seven
Seeing what just happened.“Master George!” Serenity cried, rushing to her grandfather’s side. “Please check him! Something’s wrong!”Master George, who had been frozen in place from everything that had just transpired, jolted back to awareness. He quickly moved over, his face pale with urgency as he knelt beside the old man.“Step aside,” he muttered, pulling out a small diagnostic kit from his bag as he began checking the old man’s pulse. His fingers pressed gently against the wrinkled skin at the wrist, then to the side of the neck. His brows furrowed.Serenity hovered beside them, wringing her hands anxiously. “Is he alright? Is he okay? What’s happening? Why did he collapse like that?!”Master George looked up after a moment and let out a slow breath. “He didn’t faint,” he said carefully. “His vitals are normal. He’s just… he’s just in shock, Serenity. The kind of emotional shock that drains the body completely. He needs to rest.”Serenity blinked in disbelief. “Shock?” she whis
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Six
Upon hearing what Serenity grandfather just said, Damien nodded and immediately Serenity grandfather weak cheek raised almost covering his eyes.Serenity’s grandfather was still grinning, a youthful spark in his eyes, when he turned toward his granddaughter. “Serenity,” he said with pride, “is this is your husband? Your betrothed?”His voice echoed with warmth, but there was also command in it—the tone of a man used to being obeyed. “And tell me why is he standing like a guest? What kind of wife doesn’t offer her husband a seat? Do you know who he is?”At that moment Serenity’s breath caught. She didn’t dare lift her gaze toward Damien.Her grandfather chuckled softly. “Ah, you think because you’re a war goddess, everything must bow to your military shoes, eh? But when it comes to your husband, you’re still to be an house-wife. Show him some respect. Go on, do what’s needed.”Still Serenity stood frozen, cheeks burning. Her heart pounded. Not from embarrassment, but from guilt. Shame
chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Five
The room was still, the air thick with tension.Then all eyes were on Serenity’s grandfather as the black veins that once crawled like twisted roots across his skin began to fade. One by one, the dark spots on his chest and neck lost their color, retreating beneath the skin as though scared away by something stronger.However Damien didn’t flinch. His eyes flicked toward the wall clock—60 seconds.Without hesitation, he stepped forward and began removing the acupuncture needles. His movements were swift but precise, each needle sliding out with a near-silent whisk.Master George held his breath the entire time, his fists clenched. He was watching something he knew only existed in ancient medical scripts—techniques thought to be lost to time.As Damien collected the final needle, he reached for the bowl containing the king of herb mixture.“Open his mouth,” Damien said calmly.Serenity stepped forward without saying a word, her hands trembling slightly as she gently pried her grandfath
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Four
At that moment Serenity stood frozen. Her chest tightened, and her fingers curled slightly at her sides. She blinked slowly, unsure if she had misheard Master George.‘Fifty million dollars’She turned toward Damien, her expression shifting from confusion to disbelief. She opened her mouth, as if to speak, but nothing came out. Her heart was thumping, not because of fear—but because the weight of everything she thought she knew about Damien had just crumbled.Damien, on the other hand, remained calm. His voice, low and steady, cut through the stunned silence.“Yes,” he said simply. “I bought it. For myself. But right now, I’m using some of it for him. He needs it more than I do.”There was no pride in his voice. No boast. Just calm truth. Master George’s eyes widened even further. He took a shaky step forward, still staring at the herb in Damien’s hand as if it were a living legend.“This…” he muttered. “This herb is priceless.”His voice trembled slightly as he continued, speaking m
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Three
At that moment she shut her eyes tight, her fists clenching. “That’s not who I am, it was just mistake.”The more she sat there, the more her thoughts spiraled. Every second Damien stayed away added another layer of guilt she couldn’t shake off.“He probably left because of me,” she said quietly, standing up suddenly. “He would publicly not want to see me when he comes back.”Her gaze fell across the room—the glass she used earlier, the folded laundry still on the chair, and the space that for a moment, felt like home.But not anymore, Sophia grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder. She wouldn’t stay here, not when everything felt so heavy and awkward.Her decision was swift.She stepped out of the room, locked the door gently behind her, and walked out of Damien’s house.She was heading to the apartment she used to live in before everything changed—the one outside her family’s estate, tucked away on a quiet street where no one bothered her.Not long after she arrived and the
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Two
At that moment the room fell into an eerie silence.Damien’s eyes widened slightly as he stared at Sophia’s lips just inches from his. Her breath lingered on his skin. She blinked rapidly, stunned, frozen. Both of them didn’t move, didn’t speak.Then suddenly, as if reality had just slammed into them, they both pulled back at the exact same moment.Immediately Sophia scrambled to her feet, avoiding his eyes. Her cheeks had turned bright red, and her hands were fidgeting with the hem of her top.However Damien stood up more slowly, brushing invisible dust off his shirt. He didn’t dare look at her. Not now. His mind was racing, trying to make sense of what just happened. The kiss wasn’t supposed to happen—especially not like that.At that moment Sophia opened her mouth slightly, maybe to say something, maybe just to break the silence—but nothing came out. She closed it again, exhaled softly, turned around, and walked quickly toward the guest room, her face still red, her pace stiff.Ho
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty One
At that moment Damien leaned back into his car, his eyes shifted slightly, curious but calm. “You said you wanted to talk about something important?”Uncle Bernard exhaled slowly and nodded, gripping his key tighter than usual. “Yes... it’s about the War Goddess. Serenity.”Damien’s brows barely twitched, but he was listening now.“I’ve been thinking,” Uncle Bernard continued, choosing his words carefully. “Something occurred to me. Serenity... she actually needs your help. Her grandfather really sick. And I mean... serious sick.”He glanced at Damien briefly before focusing back.“I know you might not be interested, but... I think you should just do what’s needful,” he added quietly. “Heal the old man. You’re capable. And honestly, Serenity might be of great benefit to you in the future.”Damien didn’t say a word yet. The silence stretched.“I mean,” Bernard added with a nervous chuckle, “she’s not just any woman. She’s... she’s the war goddess. If you help her, she could open more
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty
At that moment Damien then walked closer to him, his steps slow and deliberate. The air in the room had shifted. Even the faintest breath felt heavy now. The man in handcuffs lifted his head to meet Damien’s eyes—those sharp, unflinching eyes that no longer held any room for patience.“I told you,” Damien said, each word laced with calm fury, “Like I told you… you’re done for.”His voice didn’t rise, but it cut deeper than any shout ever could.“For what you just did… and everything else—for trying to bring others down, for twisting everything to suit yourself—you’re going to go down.”At that moment the man’s mouth opened slightly, as if to argue. But no sound came. He had nothing left to say.His eyes widened as he watched Demian—not with fear alone, but with disbelief.He hadn’t imagined this would happen.He hadn’t thought Demian was capable of this.He hadn’t believed that someone he dismissed as nothing could rise with such quiet dominance and bring the entire room to its knees.
Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Nine
Damien’s tone was still composed, but his words hit with precision like sharpened steel.his gaze sweeping the entire panel with contempt that couldn’t be missed.“You’ve kept quiet long enough,” he said, his voice low but firm. Then he pointed—straight at them.“All of you. You’ve destroyed innocent people long enough. And the worst part? You think you’re untouchable.”Some committee members shifted uneasily. One cleared his throat but said nothing.“You think the world revolves around you,” Damien continued. “You think you can twist laws, make up punishments that suit your egos—punish anyone you don’t like, simply because you can.”His words cut deeper than raised voices ever could.“And let’s talk about the so-called crime here. A product fell below standard. That happens. There are clear procedures for this kind of thing. You fine the company—between ten and fifty thousand dollars—standard penalty.”He paused deliberately, letting the weight of his words settle.“They’ve agreed to
