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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty One
Serenity eyebrows lifted slightly. “What do you mean?” Leaning forward, Waylon lowered his voice as though sharing a secret. “The Miracle Doctor isn’t the only one capable of treating something like Seven star spirit poison. It’s said that his disciple—a prodigy—has already surpassed him in skill. Some even claim this disciple is the greatest healer of our time.” Immediately serenity’s interest sharpened, her eyes narrowing slightly. “His disciple?” she repeated. “Do you know who or where he's?” Waylon shook his head, leaning back with a resigned sigh. “No one does, not for certain. But the disciple's reputation has been growing. Unlike the Miracle Doctor, this one occasionally surfaces, helping people in need. If we can track his movements, it might be easier than chasing after a ghost.” At that moment lips curved into a faint smile, her resolve brightening. “A disciple who’s even more skilled than the master,” she murmured. “That’s not just hope—it’s a real chance.”The aft
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Two
Upon hearing what Damien just said. Jefferson leaned forward slightly, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “Damien,” he said smoothly, his tone almost reverent, “this is a truly remarkable piece. And I’m willing to offer you ten million dollar.” However Damien’s expression remained calm, his gaze steady as he studied Jefferson. “I appreciate the offer,” he said evenly, his voice carrying no hint of hesitation. “But this antique isn’t for sale.” Jefferson blinked, caught off guard by the firmness in Damien’s tone again. “Not for sale?” he repeated, leaning back in his chair. “Surely, I can make it worth your while. Name your price.” Damien shook his head, his resolve unshaken. “It’s not about the money. This piece is meant to be a gift for an elder—a gesture of my respect. Selling it isn’t an option.” For a moment, the room fell silent, Jefferson’s smile fading slightly as he realized Damien’s stance was immovable. He studied Damien’s face, searching for eve
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Three
Upon hearing what her father just said.Jessica’s eyes narrowed as she stepped closer to the table, her lips curling into a dismissive smirk. “Well, well,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “I knew it. This so-called ‘antique’ is nothing more than a cheap flea market find, isn’t it?”Her words hung in the air, drawing the attention of nearby family members. A few stifled chuckles broke the silence, emboldening Jessica further. She turned to her father with mock concern. “Father, you don’t really believe this is anything special, do you? It’s obvious Damien just grabbed the first dusty trinket he could afford in the local market.”One of Jessica’s cousins, leaning against the table, chimed in with a sly grin. “It’s almost insulting, don’t you think? A gift like this? It’s as if he doesn’t take your birthday seriously.”Another relative nodded, their voice loud enough to carry across the room. “You’d think someone with his reputation would try a little harder. But I guess th
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Four
At that moment Jessica's phone buzzed. Her perfectly maintained expression brightened as she answered the call.After a moment of quietness she said to her father.“Marina's having her birthday celebration at Crystal Palace!”“Go then,” her father smiled indulgently, but his eyes carried a glint of steel as they moved between her and Damien.“And take Damien with you.”“Father!” The champagne glass nearly slipped from her manicured fingers. “You can't possibly expect—”“Both of you. Together.” Each word carried the weight of paternal authority.“Send me a photo when you arrive.”At that moment Jessica's face cycled through shock, outrage, and calculation. The same Marina who had stood beside her, mocking Jin at Crystal Palace's entrance just days ago. Now she was expected to bring him to Marina's elite birthday gathering?“This isn't—” she began, but her father's expression silenced her protest.“A photo,” he repeated firmly. “From inside the venue. With both of you standing s
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Five
At that moment the room was filled with murmurs of disbelief. Guests exchanged skeptical glances, their voices rising in hushed tones.“Is it really worth that much?” one man asked, crossing his arms. “Sounds too good to be true. Could be a scam.”Another guest nodded. “Exactly. Who gives away something so valuable for free? It doesn’t add up.”At that moment Uncle Bernard straightened, his grip on the antique tightening. His voice cut through the noise, firm and commanding. “I understand your doubts, but let me make one thing clear—this is no scam.”The room quieted, the guests turning their attention back to him. He glanced at the antique in his hands before meeting their eyes, his tone unwavering. “I just got off the phone with Jefferson West, the most respected antique expert in this city. Not only did he confirm this piece is genuine, but he also made me an offer—a specific, significant offer to buy it.”Immediately the murmurs stopped completely. The guests exchanged wide-eye
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
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Sophia felt reassured. She nodded, trusting his words.The auction continued. Sophia was able to secure four more. It was just one short.Then, at that moment—Jefferson walked into the auction hall.The entire room fell into a stunned silence.Whispers spread like wildfire. People exchanged glances, some in shock, others in anticipation.Everyone knew who Jefferson was—his presence alone shifted the energy of the entire room.His connections, his undeniable influence in the world of artifacts, and his unwavering confidence in bidding made him a feared competitor.without being told they knew If Jefferson was here, then something big was about to happen.People who had earlier dismissed the auction as nothing special suddenly straightened in their seats, eyes sharp with interest.Seeing Jefferson Sophia felt her grip tighten slightly. She had already won four, but with Jefferson here… would she get the last one?Damien, however, remained completely calm, unfazed by the sudden turn of e
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At that moment the auctioneer straightened his posture, his voice dropping into a more dramatic tone as he gestured toward the simple, handcrafted necklace.“Ladies and gentlemen, what you see before you is not just any necklace. Some of you may scoff, thinking it's merely a piece of local craftsmanship. But I assure you…” He leaned slightly forward, scanning the room. “This necklace holds more value than you can possibly imagine.”Hearing what he just said, the murmuring died down. Even those who had mocked the kento earlier now looked toward the stage with renewed curiosity.The auctioneer took a step closer to the display. “Legend has it that this necklace is a bearer of fortune. It is said to possess the ability to grant wishes—not just any wishes, but those born from acts of kindness. If the wearer is pure-hearted, if they are generous, if they give without expectation… this necklace shall reward them in ways even I dare not claim to understand.”At that moment a hush fell over
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The auctioneer cleared his throat. “A curious find. This box was recovered from an underground chamber, deep within the ruins of a forgotten dynasty.Despite its simplicity, our experts believe it may contain something significant. It is locked and has yet to be opened.”Hearing what he just said a few people chuckled. A locked wooden box? A gamble?The scoffing continued. “Who in their right mind would waste money on something like that?”The murmurs spread like ripples in water as their gaze landed on Damien and Sophia.“Are they just here to watch?”“They haven’t placed a single bid.”“Maybe they can’t afford anything.”The whispers weren’t subtle. Some of the attendees, dressed in elegant suits and traditional attire, cast glances at Sophia and Damien, their expressions ranging from curiosity to amusement. A young woman and an even younger-looking man, sitting among collectors and connoisseurs, yet remaining utterly silent? It was strange.At that moment One of the older men scof
Chapter Two Hundred and Eight
Arriving at the venue, Damien leaned against the sleek black car, arms crossed, his gaze scanning the entrance. He had been waiting for a few minutes now, and though he wasn’t the type to get impatient over small things, he didn’t particularly enjoy being kept waiting either.Just as he was considering calling, Sophia appeared.Dressed in a tailored cream-colored outfit that screamed class and elegance, she moved toward him with quick strides, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. But what caught Damien’s attention wasn’t her outfit—it was the slightly panicked look in her eyes, the way she seemed just a little out of breath.“I’m so sorry, Damien!” She rushed the words out, pressing a hand to her chest as if steadying herself. “I swear, I left as soon as I could, but I got caught up in some… family matters. It was just something I had to deal with before leaving the house.”At that moment Damien eyed her for a second, his sharp gaze catching the slight tension in her shoul
Chapter Two Hundred and Seven
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
Chapter Two Hundred and Six
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
Chapter Two Hundred and Five
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
Chapter Two Hundred and Four
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
Chapter Two Hundred and Three
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 adjus
