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Upon hearing what Damien just said, Jessica's confident smile turned into a smirk as she crossed her arms, her voice laced with hostility. “You really think you can outbid me here, Damien? Do you even know what you’re doing?” She leaned slightly toward the stall owner, speaking loudly enough for the gathering onlookers to hear. “Well if you don't know, let me tell you Ryan came here with me. He’ll be here any second, and trust me, he won’t let someone like you try to act smart.”Her words were meant to cut, to humiliate. She raised her phone, tapping out a quick message to Ryan, clearly summoning him to the scene. At that moment the stall owner, sensing drama brewing, seemed more entertained than concerned about the outcome, knowing he would have doubled the price very soon.However It didn’t take long before Ryan appeared, walking briskly through the market toward the group. Jessica immediately brightened, gesturing to him as though presenting her ace. “Here he is now,” she announ
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Nine
Upon hearing what the seller just said. The man’s lips curled into a sneer as he pointed at the wooden box in Damien's hands. “I’ll be taking that, and pay you handsomely.” he said coldly, stepping closer as if his mere presence was enough to intimidate Damien. However Damien's eyes didn’t waver. He met the man’s gaze with a calm, unbothered expression. “No, you won’t,” he said firmly. “I’ve already paid for it. Step aside.” The man’s smirk faltered, but before he could respond, another voice broke through the tension. “Well, if it isn't Damien.” Turning slightly, Damien spotted Brother wolf emerging from behind the man, his expression dark and hostile. Brother wolf' posture screamed animosity as he stood beside his apparent ally, his arms crossed and his tone dripping with venom remembering his last encounter with Damien. “Looks like you’re still throwing your weight around,” He sneered. “Still acting like you own the place, huh?” Damien didn't reply immediately. Instead, h
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty
Upon hearing what Damien just said. Winston's smirk faded into a scowl as Damien words hung in the air. “You’ve got quite the mouth,” he growled, snapping his fingers. At that moment, a man stepped forward from the shadows, his movements calculated and fluid, like a predator sizing up its prey. This wasn’t just any fighter; this was Theodore, a renowned martial artist whose name sent chills through even seasoned warriors. His list of accomplishments was legendary—rumors swirled of him defeating fifty men at once in an underground tournament, and his mastery of pressure-point combat had earned him the moniker "The Unyielding Phantom." Every step he took seemed to command respect, and his stance alone exuded lethal precision. “This is someone worth your time,” Winston sneered, his lips curling into a smirk. He gestured toward Theodore, clearly savoring the moment. “Let’s see if you’re as tough as you think, Damien.” At that moment Theodore didn’t bother with introductions or theatr
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
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Others were already weeping silently, their knees pressed hard to the floor, afraid even to breathe too loudly. One of the artifact gurus fainted in fear, collapsing beside his assistant who tried to hold him up without raising his head.Even Jefferson, the man known for his unshakable confidence and power, looked pale. His jaw clenched tightly. His fists trembled by his sides. He had faced powerful businessmen, underworld bosses, and government figures—but this… this was something different.He knew the truth. These weren’t people you negotiated with. These were the kind you survived by obeying. Any wrong word, any wrong glance, and your head might be the next thing auctioned off.The entire hall was still—dead silent.Then, the boss of the gang—his voice low but sharp enough to cut steel—stepped forward, eyes fixed on Damien.“I’m going to ask you just one more time,” he said, his voice echoing through the chamber, each word heavy with threat. “What are you going to use that herb
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Immediately as the armed thugs fanned out across the auction hall, tension thickened the air like smoke. Guests hardly had time to catch their breath when the next wave arrived—three more men, strong and broad-shouldered, walking in with calm, deliberate steps.They wore black suits, sleek but dangerous, the kind of suits that didn’t belong at elegant auctions but in backroom dealings. Beneath their rolled-up sleeves, bold tattoos wrapped around their forearms—snakes, daggers, blood-red skulls. The moment they stepped in, no one needed to be told—they were the ones really in charge.Unlike the first group, they didn’t carry guns. They didn’t need to.The tallest among them, his jacket slightly unbuttoned and his hair slicked back, took two steps forward and scanned the room with a cold smirk.Then he spoke.“This audition is over.”His voice was deep, clear, and carried a weight that silenced the room instantly.“From this moment on,” he continued, “we’re in control. So everyone, be
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Across the room, Damien remained motionless. His expression was unreadable, his eyes locked onto the bidder with a quiet intensity.Sophia, sitting beside him, could feel the shift in energy.“Jefferson is hesitating,” she whispered, glancing at Damien. “Are you going to—”However Damien didn’t respond. He just watched, knowing it wasn't time yet.Meanwhile, the auctioneer, sensing the rising tension, cleared his throat. “Twenty million going once—”The room held its breath.“Twenty million going twice—”Jefferson tilted his head slightly, as if considering his next move.Then, just as the hammer was about to drop—“Thirty million.”A new bid, a shocking new bid.And this time, it wasn’t from Jefferson.The tension in the auction hall was thick, the air heavy with anticipation. All other bidders had fallen silent.Now, it was just two men.Jefferson, And the mysterious bidder still clutching his phone, murmuring to someone on the other end.The guest couldn't do anything but watched.
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At that moment, a hush fell over the room as the first bid cut through the silence.“Two million dollars!”Immediately heads turned sharply toward the bidder—a middle-aged man in an immaculately tailored suit, confidence radiating from him as he adjusted his cufflinks.For a split second, the room remained quiet.Then, murmurs erupted like wildfire among the attendees.“Did he just say two million? For an herb?”“Ridiculous! Just because someone called it the ‘King of Herbs’? No one even knows what it actually does!”“Maybe he’s just trying to flex his wealth. A stunt bid to scare off competition.”At that moment in time some of the so-called artifact experts exchanged uncertain glances. The way the auctioneer had spoken about the herb had piqued their curiosity, but none of them had ever heard of such a plant before.“Could it really be worth that much?” one of them muttered under his breath, eyeing the bidder carefully.Among the crowd, Jefferson watched silently, his fingers tappin
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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
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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
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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
