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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Sixty Eight
Seeing everything that was happening David stood rooted to the spot, his arms crossed as he replayed the scene in his mind. He had expected to confront Damien, embarrass him, maybe even get him thrown out of the dealership. Instead, he had witnessed the manager's unprecedented deference and the smooth transaction for a car that was far beyond the reach of most people. Something didn’t add up.Everything looks so confusing, without being told he could tell Damien was hiding something.Slowly he walked closer to Megan, and pulled out his phone and dialed Jessica's number. She picked up almost immediately, her voice sharp and impatient.“What is it, David? I’m busy.”“You’re not going to believe this,” David said, still trying to process what he’d seen. “I just saw Damien at the dealership. He bought one of the most expensive cars there—and got this—the manager treated him like royalty.”Upon hearing what David just said There was a pause on the other end before Jessica responded, her
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Sixty Nine
Damien gripped the steering wheel, his eyes focused on the road ahead as the low hum of the engine filled the car. Although he has declined all that the manager throws at him, he didn't want a party or photoshoot with the car, all that doesn't matter to him.The newly purchased vehicle felt smooth, powerful—fitting for the goals he had quietly set for himself. Yet, there was no excitement on his face, no satisfaction from the luxury now in his possession. For him, it was just a tool, nothing more.At that moment his phone buzzed on the passenger seat, pulling him out of his thoughts. He glanced at the caller ID and sighed. It was Jessica. Without much enthusiasm, he picked up.“What is it?” Damien ’s voice was calm, almost detached.“Well, hello to you too,” Jessica replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Don’t sound too excited, thinking I will be wasting my time calling you when I have some other better issues to settle, well I’ve got something important to tell you.”Hearing
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter SEVENTY
The hum of activity at Serenity's legion base was momentarily interrupted by a wave of murmurs and applause from the medical wing. Elvis, his sleeves rolled up and his focus unwavering, had just completed the successful treatment of a rare and complex condition that had stumped the base’s doctors for weeks. A young soldier, previously thought to have no chance of recovery, now showed promising signs of improvement under Elvis’s meticulous care.The gathered medical professionals, a mix of those trained in both traditional and modern medicine, exchanged looks of admiration. One of the senior legion doctors, a grizzled man with decades of experience, approached with a nod of respect.“I’ve seen many talented physicians in my career,” the doctor began, his tone earnest, “but your ability to integrate different disciplines is remarkable. You’ve given this soldier a chance we never thought possible.”Hearing what the head legion doctor just said.Elvis straightened, a faint flush of pri
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter SEVENTY One
Not long after Elvis left the legion, Serenity allowed herself a brief moment of reflection, her usually sharp demeanor softening as she processed the conversation. The news about George provided a glimmer of hope, but the weight of her grandfather’s condition still lingered heavily, and she knows the Sooner she gets information of how to solve the problem, or resolve the issue the better for her. However, before she could dwell further, her assistant entered the room with a serious expression, clutching a sealed folder marked “Top Priority.”“War Goddess” the assistant said, her voice steady but grave. “We’ve just received classified intelligence from headquarters. You need to see this immediately.”Upon hearing what her assistant just said Serenity straightened, her focus snapping back to the present. She took the folder and opened it, her eyes scanning the contents quickly. As the words registered, her expression grew colder and more resolute.“The brother of the fugitive?” she
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventy Two
That evening, Damien sat in his villa, reviewing plans for his next steps when his phone buzzed. It was Jessica. Her tone was sharp and dismissive, as usual. “Go to the club we agreed on,” she said curtly. “And don’t be late. My father already made arrangements.”Damien’s eyes narrowed as he listened. He didn’t trust Jessica, but her father’s involvement often complicated matters. Without responding, he ended the call, noting her impatience but deciding he’d deal with it on his own terms.Meanwhile, at the club, Jessica arrived early, her demeanor a mix of irritation and unease. The staff quickly escorted her into a private, opulent room, where Winston was waiting. His sly smile didn’t ease her nerves. “Right this way,” he said, gesturing toward the center of the room.Inside, a young man lounged comfortably, flanked by several women vying for his attention. Sam exuded an air of arrogance and authority, his tailored suit and the subtle but commanding glint in his eyes marking him as
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventy Three
The night air was thick with tension as Damien led a trembling Jessica out of the club. Her tear-streaked face remained downcast, her shoulders hunched under the weight of his jacket, which he had draped over her earlier. The silence between them was palpable, only broken by the faint sound of her sniffles and the hum of traffic in the distance.Damien opened the car door for her, his movements calm and deliberate, though his jaw clenched with restrained anger. Once she was settled, he got into the driver's seat, started the engine, and began the drive to her home. The dim glow of the street lights flickered across their faces, highlighting Jessica's lingering unease.For the first few minutes, neither of them spoke. Damien kept his eyes on the road, his grip on the steering wheel firm but composed. However Jessica sat rigidly, her hands gripping the edges of the jacket as if it were her only shield. The quiet should have been comforting, but it carried an underlying weight that nei
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventy Four
Upon arriving home with his car Damien drove in and parked his car in front of the villa and immediately noticed something off. A stern-looking woman in a tailored military uniform stood at the entrance, her posture rigid and authoritative. It took him a moment to recognize her— Serenity's assistant, a face he had seen briefly during his prior encounters with the so-called War Goddess.However Damien couldn't help but wonder what she was doing at the entrance of his home.However he knew whatever made her come to his house must be important and under Serenity orders.Without wasting any more time Damien came down from the car.Immediately She stepped forward briskly as he exited the car. “Damien,” she began, her tone formal and cold, “I’m here on behalf of War Goddess Serenity. I was told to inform you, Your villa has been requisitioned for a high-priority mission. You’re required to vacate immediately.”Upon hearing what she just said Damien’s brow furrowed. At that moment he leane
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventy Five
Winston stood in the opulent private room of a high-end club, his head slightly bowed, his usually arrogant demeanor replaced by a rare air of submission. Across from him sat Sam's father, a burly, stern-faced man with a powerful presence that could silence a room with a glance. His thick arms rested on the armrests of the leather chair, his fingers tapping in an unhurried rhythm as he listened to Winston's explanation.“ Sir I deeply regret what happened to Sam,” Winston said, his tone carefully measured. “It was a grave oversight on my part, and I take full responsibility. But I must emphasize, sir, that this entire situation was caused by one man—Damien.”At that moment the tapping of Sam's father’s fingers paused, and his piercing gaze locked onto Winston. “Damien, you say? And you’re telling me that Damien had the audacity to harm my son?”“Yes,” Winston replied quickly, seizing the moment to redirect blame. “ He knew full well Sam was your son, I told him but he acted with no
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At that moment the room went quiet immediately. His son clenched his jaw but said nothing. He slowly lowered his eyes and took a step back, biting back the words that had risen to his tongue. He had seen that look on his father’s face before — the look that said not another word. Pushing now would only make things worse.But deep down, he was unsettled about everything.If Serenity could walk in here and offer anything to buy the identity of that man… if they accepted and the news got out — would anyone ever trust them again? His thoughts raced. What about if any of them needed help from the miracle doctor? Would he even come here again?He looked at Serenity, standing tall and unreadable, her arms crossed, her gaze sharp but calm. She wasn’t bluffing. She meant every word. She had the power to reward them greatly — or walk away and never return.Sophia’s father swallowed hard. ‘She’s serious. If we help her… we’ll get favor. But at what cost?’However Sophia grandfather didn’t waver
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Four
At that moment As Serenity turned, her boots clicking against the tiled floor, her words still echoed in the air: “I’ll offer him something he won’t be able to reject.”Immediately Sophia’s jaw clenched.She didn’t move at first—just stared after Serenity, her fingers slowly curling into a fist at her side. Heat rose to her chest. Not the kind that came from fear, but the kind that boiled under layers of held-back restraint. ‘How dare she come into their home and speak like that?’At that moment Sophia finally stepped forward, her voice sharp but composed. “So that’s why you came?” she asked, staring directly at Serenity’s back. “To threaten my family?”Serenity paused but didn’t turn.Sophia took one more step. “You know, I understand your reputation. You’re the war goddess. We’re not equals. Exchanging words with you alone feels like asking for a fight I didn’t even pick.”Then Serenity’s head tilted slightly, but she still didn’t face her.However Sophia’s voice dropped a little,
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Three
Upon hearing what London just said, Sophia’s eyes narrowed slightly, her voice calm but firm. “Like I said before, London… I don’t have anything to think about.”She folded her arms. “You can go. Do whatever you want. It’s not my business anymore.”Still her tone didn’t crack. No fear, no guilt. Just finality.London stood frozen for a second. His lips pressed into a hard line as he scanned her from head to toe—slowly. His eyes held a mix of disbelief, anger, and bitter disappointment. But mostly, bruised pride, seeing Sophia rejecting him over and over again.Immediately his jaw clenched. “You really meant it…” he muttered under his breath, like he couldn’t believe it was actually happening.Then his voice rose.“So that’s it?” he barked. “You walk away from everything—just like that?”He scoffed bitterly and pointed toward her. “Because some fool from the gutter was lucky enough to save your grandfather, now you think he’s good enough for you?”However Sophia remained silent. Not ev
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Two
At that moment London’s fists clenched at his sides. His breathing grew heavier, and his jaw locked. The smirk he had worn a moment ago had completely vanished, replaced by a tight-lipped scowl.He wanted to lash out, before he could say anything, Sophia stepped forward, past him, and walked to where her grandfather sat stiffly. Her voice dropped to a soft whisper, only meant for the old man’s ears. “Grandfather… I’m sorry I spoke like that in front of you. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”The words were sincere, and the old man could hear it—but he said nothing.She didn’t wait for his response, With her back straight and eyes forward, Sophia walked out of the room.Immediately Silence followed her,until London snapped.His voice echoed through the room, sharp and venomous. “This is the girl you were defending? This is the same girl I thought you trained?”Immediately he turned on Sophia’s grandfather, pointing with disbelief. “You said you’d disown her if she walked out. Well, she
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty One
At that moment the silence cracked like glass under a heavy foot. Everyone stared at Sophia.Immediately her grandfather blinked twice, trying to process what he thought he misheard. Her father’s jaw clenched. Even London, so full of himself a moment ago, faltered. His proud smirk twitched uncertainly.Then Sophia took a step forward. Her shoe echoed on the polished floor, each sound loud in the heavy silence.“You all thought I was going to beg him?” Her voice was steady, but there was something raw just beneath it. “Is that what you were waiting for? For me to kneel down and cry and say ‘I’m sorry, London’? After everything?”At that moment in time her grandfather’s eyes darkened even more. “Sophia, enough.”“No,” she said sharply, cutting through the tension. “No, Grandpa. You said I should apologize, for disrespecting him. But did anyone stop to ask what respect he gave me in the first place?”She turned to London. “Tell them, London. Tell them how you called me a disgrace. How y
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty
Everyone’s eyes turned to her. Sophia’s fists clenched at her side, her jaw tightening. But her grandfather didn’t pause.“We have kept quiet too much,” he said. “We have given you too much freedom. Too much leverage. And now, look what you're doing with it—misusing it!”At that moment he turned away for a second as if trying to calm himself, then looked back at her. “You think you can throw away everything we’ve built for some stranger? You better be mindful, Sophia. Mindful of the way you talk, of the way you behave. Because right now, I am already angry at you.”London, who had remained quiet for a while, finally stepped forward. His expression was cold, his shoulders squared as he spoke with calm pride.“I didn’t come here for Sophia to apologize,” he said, voice low and sharp. “I only came here to inform all of you that I am no longer interested.”But deep down, as he said those words, something tightened in his chest. He was hoping. Hoping she would stop him. Hoping she would br
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Nine
The moment London’s words settled in the room, tension wrapped itself around everyone like thick smoke. Now the air was suffocating.Sophia’s grandfather mother was the first to speak up, her voice trembling. “London, please… just calm down. Don’t do anything rash.”Sophia’s father stepped forward quickly. “She’s just being childish, okay? You know how stubborn she can be. But it hasn’t gotten to this, London. It really hasn’t.”Even her mother, who’d remained silent until now, nodded quickly. “She doesn’t mean what she’s saying… she’s upset, that’s all. You two have history, deep history from childhood. Please, don’t let this ruin everything.”But Sophia stood there, arms crossed, face calm and unwavering.“I meant every word I said,” she replied coolly. “And even if the Supreme King signs anything with them, that deal is still nothing compared to what Demian can actually bring to this family.”At that moment they all turned to look at her in disbelief, but she didn’t stop.“So all
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Eight
Her grandfather stepped forward, tone calm but firm. “London, you’re wrong. She just came in not long ago. Barely ten minutes before you arrived.”Her father nodded in agreement. “We were outside when a car drove her in. It can’t be a coincidence that you’re both arriving around the same time. Whatever is upsetting you—maybe you should calm down and talk to her.”But that only made London’s face twist in rage. “Coincidence?” he scoffed. “You think this is coincidence?”He took a deep breath, barely able to contain his shaking.“Fine. Let me tell you why I came here.”At that moment both men were silent.“I came to tell you that I’m done. I’m not going to have anything to do with Sophia again,” he declared.Immediately Their expressions shifted—confusion, disbelief.London continued, his words sharp, his voice edged with disgust. “Sophia went to go sleep with that village doctor. She spent the night with that village bastard—and for what? Just because he was able to heal Mr. Nathaniel,
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Seven
At that moment Elvis still standing beside his car, his hand still gripping the door handle, but he hadn’t opened it yet. His mind was a battlefield—rage and desperation crashing against reason. The idea still lingered like poison in his chest.‘Should I just end him?’But the second that thought returned, so did the image of Serenity’s face if she ever found out. That girl who once looked at him with respect, with trust… she would kill him. Not with her hands, maybe—but with her eyes. With her silence. With her distance.And Elvis couldn't survive that.He pulled his hand away from the door, sighing through gritted teeth. “No,” he muttered, forcing the thought out of his head. “She’ll never forgive me. She’ll destroy me.”But then came another sting—the one that ate at him deeper.“Damien, that bastard. Always calm, always quiet, always acting like he didn’t want anything… and yet he was winning. Serenity cared about him. More than she admitted.” And Elvis knew it.His throat tighte