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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Six
As the tension in the club thickened, whispers turned into panicked murmurs. Bradley's name carried weight—enough to make even the boldest among them shrink back. The fear in the room was palpable, and no one wanted to be the focus of his ire.One guest muttered nervously, “He wouldn’t come here without a reason. Someone’s crossed him.”Another added.“It’s not me! I don’t even know him, but I have heard things about him, and I won't even dare cross his path.”At that moment the room erupted into a flurry of accusations, each person eager to deflect attention away from themselves.Jessica seized the moment, her voice rising above the chaos. “It’s him!” she said, pointing sharply at Damien. Heads turned, and the crowd’s attention quickly shifted.Immediately Jessica’s face twisted into a mask of false conviction as she continued. “Damien must have done something to offend Bradley! It’s the only explanation.”However Damien stood still, his calm demeanor unshaken, though his sharp gaz
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Seven
After everyone had left, the room was eerily silent as Damien and Bradley stood face to face. Bradley's reputation loomed like a shadow over the moment. Stories of his ruthlessness, his cold efficiency in dealing with anyone who dared to cross him, were enough to make even the bravest tremble. Yet, Damien stood calm, his expression steady as if the man’s fearsome aura had no effect on him.“You’re Damien,” Bradley said, his voice low and measured, yet carrying the weight of authority. At that moment his sharp eyes bore into Damien, searching for weakness. “Does the name Reece mean anything to you?”The mention of the name made the room seem even quieter. Bradley bodyguards shifted slightly, their postures tense. Everyone in the city knew that anyone connected to Bradley inquiries rarely walked away unscathed.However Damien didn’t flinch. He tilted his head slightly, his tone as calm as ever. “Recce?” he repeated lightly, as though trying to recall. “The name sounds familiar, but I
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Eight
Damien’s calm expression flickered for a brief moment as Serenity’s name was mentioned. Frustration tightened in his chest hearing her name again, though he quickly masked it, maintaining his composure. His sharp gaze rested on Bradley, who was still kneeling, awaiting his response.“Enough,” Damien said, his voice firm. “You’ve said what you needed to. Now, get up.”However Bradley hesitated, then slowly rose to his feet, keeping his eyes lowered in a show of respect. Damien’s tone softened slightly, but the authority in his words remained unyielding.“Deal with Winston however you see fit,” Damien continued, his eyes narrowing slightly. “But under no circumstances are you to mention me or my identity. Do you understand?”Immediately Bradley nodded quickly. “Yes, Master. I will handle it discreetly.”Damien glanced at the ring on his finger, his thoughts briefly clouded by Serenity’s name. Normally, his temper would have demanded swift and severe consequences for someone like Win
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Nine
Uncle Bernard still slumped on the couch, his head heavy in his hands, the weight of his despair almost unbearable. His wife and daughter lingered in the background, their subdued expressions hiding their private relief. Suddenly, a firm knock at the door broke the silence, startling everyone. At that uncle Bernard lifted his head, his brow furrowed in confusion. “Who could it be at this hour?” he muttered knowing all the guests has left. Jessica glanced at her mother, her unease evident. “Did the guests forget something?” Her mother shook her head. “Unlikely. Everyone’s gone.” The knock came again, steady and deliberate. Unable to ignore it, Uncle Bernard rose to his feet, his legs feeling heavier with each step toward the door. He opened the door, and his breath hitched. Standing there, calm and composed as ever, was Damien. For a moment, uncle Bernard could only stare, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing. “Damien...” he finally whispered, his voice tinge
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Forty
Upon hearing what Winston's father just said.Bradley's expression remained cold and unyielding, his piercing gaze fixed on Winston and his father. Their veiled threats didn’t faze him; if anything, they seemed to amuse him. At that moment he straightened his posture, his tone commanding and final.“This conversation is over,” Bradley said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade. “Leave. Now.”Hearing what Bradley just said.Winston's father stiffened, his jaw tightening at the blatant dismissal. “You’re making a mistake, Bradley,” he said, his voice low and menacing. “You think you can treat me like this and walk away unscathed?”However Bradley didn't flinch. Instead, he took a step closer, his presence radiating authority. “I don’t think so,” he said coldly. “And I’m done wasting my time on you. Take your son and leave.”Immediately the room fell into an oppressive silence. Winston shifted uncomfortably, glancing at his father for guidance. His earlier bravado ha
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Forty One
“Hello, Sophia,” he said, his tone polite but guarded. “Dr.Damien,” Sophia began, her voice carrying a hint of warmth mixed with unease. “I hope I’m not disturbing you, but... I wanted to invite you to a banquet we’re hosting tonight. It’s to celebrate my grandfather’s successful recovery.” Hearing what Sophia just said. Damien’s jaw tightened slightly. The idea of mingling at a formal event wasn’t appealing in the slightest, especially after the drama he’d endured recently. He didn't want to be around crowds for now, but focused on getting his house. Sophia paused, still waiting for Damien's response, and Damien could hear her take a quiet breath before continuing. “I understand. You’re busy. But there’s something about this banquet you might find interesting.” “What’s that?” Damien asked, his curiosity piqued despite himself not wanting to go. “There’s a guest coming tonight,” she said carefully. “An herbalist. He’s well-known for his rare collection and deep connecti
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Forty Two
As the door swung open, Rebecca greeted Damien with her practiced, professional smile. “Good morning, Mr. Damien,” she said warmly, extending her hand. “I’m Rebecca, and I’ll be showing you the property today. I’ve prepared everything to ensure we cover all the details.” Immediately Damien returned the handshake with a polite nod. “Good morning. I appreciate you arranging this on short notice.” Rebecca's smile remained steady. “It’s my pleasure. If the villa aligns with what you’re looking for, I’m confident you’ll be impressed.” Behind her, Victoria, initially curious, froze when she saw Damien. Immediately her eyes widened in disbelief, and for a moment, she was too stunned to speak. ‘Damien? How is he here? Didn’t Bradley deal with him? Jessica hasn’t said a word about him returning home.’ Recovering quickly, her expression hardened into one of disdain. As they began walking toward the presentation area, Victoria moved to walk beside Rebecca, her tone sharp a
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Forty Three
The room was quiet as agents tapped away on keyboards or spoke softly into headsets. Rebecca had just started reviewing her notes when the front door swung open with force. All eyes turned as the agent who had taken over Damien’s case rushed in, her energy lighting up the previously subdued atmosphere. “I did it!” she exclaimed, clutching a folder tightly. Her voice rang with excitement as she stopped in the middle of the room. “The villa deal is done—paid in full!” Hearing what she just said. The room fell silent for a brief second, the weight of her words settling. Then the sales center erupted into applause and murmurs of congratulations. “No way!” one agent called out from the back. “Full payment? That’s insane!” Another agent stood, clapping enthusiastically. “That’s huge! Congratulations!” One of the agents, caught mid-email, froze. Her brows furrowed as she slowly stood, her gaze locking on the triumphant agent. “Wait,” she said carefully. “You
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His son remained silent, shoulders stiff, knowing there was nothing he could say to pacify him.His father wasn’t finished. His fingers curled into a fist, nails digging into his palm. “I will not forgive this,” he declared coldly. “Not her. Not the man who dared to step in.” With renewed fury, he grabbed the file on his desk, flipping it open, his sharp eyes scanning the contents. His expression darkened further as he found the information he sought.A slow, predatory smirk stretched across his lips. “So, this is the company.”**At that moment Damien sat in his car, the weight of the past few days pressing down on him. His phone vibrated against the dashboard, and when he glanced at the screen, Sophia’s name flashed across it. He exhaled slowly, rubbing his temple. He didn’t know if he had the energy to pick up. Too much had happened—too many fights, too many unresolved issues, too many things piling up in his mind. But after a brief hesitation, he reached for the phone and answ
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Not long after Adrian Vaughn arrived home, and without wasting anymore time he walked towards the heavy oak doors of the estate swung open as he stormed inside, his expression carefully crafted into one of deep frustration. Every step he took down the grand hallway carried purpose, each one calculated to make it seem as though he had endured a great injustice.At that moment his father, seated in the vast study, looked up the moment he entered. A single glance at his son’s face, at the way he carried himself, was enough to put him on edge.Without being told he could tell something was wrong.“What’s going on?” His father’s voice was sharp, laced with impatience. At that moment a realization hit him.“Wait! wait! don't tell me you messed this up, the dinner I arranged—didn't me you mess it up?”At that moment the weight of his father’s gaze was suffocating, the intensity in his eyes unrelenting. “Do you have any idea how long it took me to arrange that meeting? How important this o
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At that moment She let out a soft chuckle, clearly enjoying her own joke. But the moment her words landed, she noticed the change in Elvis’ expression. His face didn’t light up with laughter, nor did he play along. Instead, disappointment flashed across his features, so raw and unexpected that Serenity’s smile faltered.Then Elvis exhaled sharply, dropping his gaze for a second before looking back up at her, his jaw tightening. “Oh,” he muttered under his breath. The single word carried a weight that made Serenity blink in confusion.Then, slowly, his lips twisted into something unreadable, a mix of frustration and disbelief. “So that’s what you think,” he said, his voice quieter, almost to himself. “You think that’s why I couldn’t speak.”Serenity frowned, watching as his expression darkened. “Elvis, I was just—”But he shook his head slightly, forcing a small, tight smile. “Never mind,” he said under his breath, though inside, he couldn’t hide his disappointment. ‘So, that’s w
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At that moment Elvis took a deep breath, his hands clenching at his sides as he struggled to find the right words. Then his lips parted slightly, then pressed together again as if he was hesitating, unsure if he should really say what was on his mind.However Serenity, watching him closely, frowned. “What is it, Elvis?” she asked, her voice carrying a hint of concern. “Is something bothering you?”Hearing Serenity words.Then Elvis exhaled sharply again, shaking his head before nodding. “It’s… it’s been on my mind for a long time now,” he admitted. “And honestly, I don’t think I can hold it in anymore.”At that moment Serenity’s brows knitted together, sensing the weight in his words. “Then just say it,” she urged. “You’re making me worried, and I don't like it.”Elvis ran a hand through his hair, his jaw tightening. “What I want to say… It might disturb you at first,” he said carefully, measuring his words. “But if you listen—if you really listen—you’ll understand where I’m comi
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Serenity bit her lip. She didn’t want to talk about this, didn’t want to think about him. But she knew her grandfather wouldn’t let it go.“Haven’t… haven’t I seen him?” he continued, his cloudy eyes searching hers. “Serenity… didn’t your fiancé come?”The word fiancé sent an uncomfortable chill through her. Damien. Even the mention of his name left a bitter taste in her mouth.She shook her head, quickly pushing down the emotions rising inside her. “No,” she said firmly. “He didn’t come. And the miracle doctor didn’t save you.”Again Serenity’s grandfather furrowed his brows, his expression a mixture of confusion and concern. Then his weak fingers clenched the blanket slightly as he let out a slow breath.“That’s… strange,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. His tired eyes flickered toward Serenity. “Why? How come?”He looked troubled, and Serenity didn’t want him to overthink things in his current state.“Father,” she said gently, reaching out to adjust the blanket ove
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At that moment Elvis furrowed his brows, confused. The jerking should have meant something was wrong, but the pulse—steady, unwavering—said otherwise. Serenity, however, wasn’t reassured.“Elvis, what is happening to him?” Her voice shook with fear, her eyes darting between her grandfather and Elvis. “Why is he moving like that? Tell me!”Hearing what Serenity just said Elvis swallowed hard. His mind raced. He had been prepared for anything—but not this. Not this violent reaction. “I—I don’t know,” he admitted, his voice low but firm.Without wasting anymore time he quickly Walked closer to Serenity Grandfather, and then he checked his pulse.“But his pulse is stable. That means he's not dying.”“Then why is he convulsing?!” At that moment Serenity's panic escalated. And without wasting anymore time she immediately walked closer to her grandfather, and reached for his hand, but Elvis quickly pulled her back.“Don't touch him!” he warned, his grip firm. “This is part of the process, h
Chapter Two Hundred and One
Today was the last chance.That was why Elvis had rushed here without hesitation.He couldn't afford to miss this window.Because if the herbs expired, if their potency faded, then all of this—all of it—would be for nothing.But there was something else.Something that made his grip on the jar tighten.The only existing record of how to administer this herb?It was over 20 years old.An ancient document. A single entry.And the instructions?It had only mentioned one thing.“Three tablespoons. Administer all at once.”At that moment Elvis took a deep breath, staring at the three tablespoons of the herbal mixture in his hand.His heartbeat was steady, but his mind was Racing.Three tablespoons.That was what the record had stated. But the record had never specified what kind of sickness required that exact dose.That was what scared him.What if it was too much? What if it was meant for an entirely different kind of illness?But there was no time to second-guess.Damien had intended t
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At that moment Megan’s tone remained steady, her confidence unwavering.She knew exactly how Damien operated.“When Damien gets angry,” she said, “he stops thinking, and start doing things rationally. He loses control.”She leaned forward, her voice dropping just a little.“That’s when you’ll strike.”London and Winston exchanged glances, their interest deepening.Megan smirked, sensing their growing enthusiasm.“Once you’ve secured the orphanage home and had it demolished,” she continued, “that’s when I’ll tell you how to handle him next.”At that moment London exhaled sharply, a smirk creeping onto his face.Winston’s lips curled as well.The mere thought of it—of Damien watching as his mother’s grave was reduced to rubble, of him breaking down from the sheer frustration—was satisfying.They liked this plan, they loved this plan.Because they knew—once Damien was drowning in anger and pain…He’d be completely vulnerable.Immediately London’s smirk widened as he tapped his fingers ag
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Winston exhaled, nodding slightly, already calculating the cost in his mind.But Megan wasn’t finished.“You will also secure a house for us abroad,” she said smoothly. “An apartment in a high-end location—something that ensures we have a place to disappear to, if necessary.”London’s fingers drummed against the table, but he didn’t speak.Megan leaned forward slightly.“And lastly,” she said, her voice dropping just a little, “when the time comes for you to erase certain traces, you will do it properly.”Her eyes darkened.“No loose ends. No mistakes.”She tilted her head.“I don’t want anything that can be traced back to us.”Still London and Winston remained silent for a moment, digesting everything Megan had just laid out.The amount was staggering—three million dollars a month for a lifetime, plus real estate abroad, plus the cost of securing a clean exit with no traceable history.It was a lot.Even for them, this wasn’t just some minor expense.But Megan wasn’t wrong. If thing
