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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Ten.
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
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Eleven
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
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve
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
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen
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.
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Fourteen
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
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Fifteen
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
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Sixteen
At that moment Without wasting even a second, the men sprang into action. They were trained killers, each one known across the underworld for his unique abilities. One of them rolled up his sleeves, revealing a bandolier of gleaming silver daggers strapped across his chest—every one of them sharpened to perfection. His fingers danced over the hilts like a pianist warming up. Another stepped forward, pulling out a matte-black pistol with a silencer attached, cocking it with a deadly click that made the air itself shiver.Seeing what was going on the room tensed like a wire stretched to its limit.Gasps echoed. immediately Sophia covered her mouth,her heart racing, her eyes locked on Damien.Then—nothing. Not a warning. Not a shout. Not a blink.Damien vanished from where he stood.In less than a heartbeat, he reappeared right in front of the man with the gun. The assassin didn’t even realize what had happened until his wrist snapped backward, the gun flying from his hand like a toy. B
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen
He stomped the ground with one foot, and the tiles cracked beneath him.“No human can break through this. No one.”Then He pointed at Damien.“Just give up.”The room was silent. No one moved. No one even breathed.They didn't want to get themselves involved in a cross fire, and some of them where still wondering how Damien had been able to Survive this long, They thoughts he would have been crushed by now.The gang leader stood tall, his arms bulging, his breath loud, his skin slightly glowing from the transformation he just underwent. His voice was heavy and dark.“I won’t say it again. You better go on your kneel, and apologize,” he snarled at Damien. “I don’t have time to waste.”Damien’s eyes remained steady, calm—too calm. His hands stayed loose at his sides, and then, just like that, he moved.In one sharp, deliberate motion, Demian stepped forward, and before anyone could register what had happened, his open palm connected directly with the side of the gang leader’s jaw.Imme
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At that moment Winston exhaled deeply, trying to stay calm. “Which is something I don’t want, London. All our groundwork—it can’t go to waste because of a moment of anger.”London’s jaw twitched. He stepped away from the call table, his voice tightening. “I didn’t call you to be lectured, Winston. I called you because we were supposed to do this together. But since you suddenly want to play careful and wait for Megan like some obedient dog, that’s your choice.”Winston’s brows furrowed, but London didn’t give him space to respond.“You’re banking on what Meghan can pull off. That’s your leverage. You wait for that. But I’m not. I’m not playing slow chess anymore.”His tone turned cold. “Wait for my good news.”And with that, he ended the call.London stood in silence for a moment, the rage inside him bubbling just beneath the surface. He tossed the phone onto the glass table with a loud clack, his eyes narrowing.“This boy…” he muttered through clenched teeth. “Damien has bitten off m
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty Four
Outside, the cool evening breeze brushed softly against Jessica’s cheeks, but her insides were tangled in heat and guilt. She stood a few feet behind Damien, her fingers twisting nervously. For a long moment, she couldn’t find the words.“Damien…” Her voice was low.He turned slightly, calm as ever, his expression unreadable.At that moment Jessica took a deep breath. “I know… I know you must’ve heard everything inside. I can’t even begin to tell you how sorry I am. I know my mom… she must have insulted you, maybe worse. And I just… I just don’t get it anymore.”However Damien didn’t speak. He simply watched her, letting her get it all out.“She keeps instigating things, pushing buttons that shouldn’t even be touched,” Jessica continued, her voice growing tighter. “And half the time, she doesn’t even care whether it’s true or not. She just… picks a side and starts attacking.”Her eyes searched his face. “And you—you’ve never raised your voice. You’ve never fought back. I just… I feel
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty Three
Hearing what Jessica just said Victoria’s mouth opened, but Jessica cut her off again.“The quicker all of you start seeing that, the better. Damien’s not the enemy here. And I won’t stand here and let anyone keep trying to paint him as something he’s not.”Again Victoria swallowed her words, stunned at Jessica’s shift in tone.However Jessica stood her ground, her tone sharp but calm. “You all need to stop this. All of this—blaming, assuming, throwing words without facts—it doesn’t make sense anymore.”Her words hung in the room, but it didn’t take long for the tension to snap.Deborah shot up from her seat like she had been waiting for the right moment to explode. “Jessica, shut up already! You don’t know what you’re saying, do you?” Her voice was sharp and cold, laced with bitter frustration. “You’re defending someone who’s dragging us into a mess we may never get out of!”Immediately Jessica’s brows knitted in disbelief, but Deborah didn’t stop.“You think this is just some misund
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty Two
At that moment the tension in the room had grown so thick it could be sliced with a knife. Nobody dared speak first, but it was clear the silence wouldn’t last.“They can’t say it,” Damien muttered under his breath, his eyes fixed on them. “They can’t tell me to go kneel and beg. Even though that’s exactly what they want.”Then slowly, without a word, he rose from the chair again.“If not because of Uncle Bernard,” his voice was calm, but heavy with restrained fury, “if not because of the respect I have for you… I swear, I wouldn’t have come here to sit and let your wife throw insults at me like I’m worth nothing.”His voice cracked like a whip through the silence. “But this is too much. I won’t sit here and allow Jessica—your wife—disgrace me and my family like this. I’m not taking it anymore. This is the last time.”Immediately across from him, Jessica stood too. The sharp scrape of her chair against the floor was just as loud as her rising voice.“Oh, now look at him—he’s standing
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty One
Deborah was still fuming, her voice rising with each word. “So this is what it’s all about, right? You still have grudges. All this while, pretending like you moved on, but deep down, you’ve been waiting—waiting to destroy everything Bernard built just because we took the company back!”Then her eyes narrowed, her lips curled with contempt. “Who would have thought? All that quietness was just a mask. You planned this, didn’t you? Standing there acting innocent, like you don’t know anything.”However Damien didn’t flinch. His expression remained unreadable, but his hands slowly curled into fists by his sides.Uncle Bernard cleared his throat, stepping in between them. “That’s exactly why I called him here,” he said firmly, trying to maintain some level of control. “I needed to hear it directly from him.”Before he could say more, Deborah spun on him. “Why are you even talking to him like that?” she spat. “As if he’s untouchable. As if we should bow every time he speaks!”“Enough, Debor
Chapter Two Hundred and Forty
“So, he heard everything,” Uncle Bernard said slowly, his voice low but heavy with meaning. “And from the look of things, it seems the trouble you went to stir up... actually walks barefoot.”At that moment Damien narrowed his brows, not quite catching on. “I don’t understand, Uncle,” he said calmly. “What do you mean by ‘he walks barefoot’? What trouble are we even talking about?”He wasn’t trying to be smart—he genuinely didn’t understand what this was all about. The way his uncle and aunt stared at him with such tight expressions only made him feel more off.That was when Deborah dropped the pretense.“Oh, please shut your trap, Demian,” she snapped, standing from where she sat and pointing a finger toward him. “Stop acting clueless like you don’t know exactly what this is about.”Damien blinked, stunned at the sharpness in her voice.“You walked into that restaurant, ran your mouth, humiliated someone who wasn’t even talking to you— instead of you to mind your own business,” she s
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Nine
“I heard you,” Serenity finally said, her voice low and cold. “I’ll keep your identity safe.”Her eyes didn’t meet his again. She simply turned around and walked out of the mansion with slow, heavy steps. The weight of what she had just learned made it feel like she was dragging chains behind her.She didn’t say goodbye, she didn’t even glance at Sophia grandfather again.Sliding into the driver’s seat of her car, she closed the door quietly behind her. But inside her chest, her heart was pounding like thunder.She gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring ahead through the windshield, but not really seeing anything. Her mind had started spiraling.‘Damien?’ she repeated the name silently. Damien is the Miraculous Doctor’s apprentice? Suddenly, puzzle pieces she had ignored for months started falling into place.That one time she saw him walking through the military headquarters—people acted like he belonged there. No one stopped him. No one questioned him.And with the Brain, she t
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Eight
At that moment the room fell into a brief silence, Serenity’s grandfather slowly sank back into his chair, his hand still lightly resting on the gavel as if it gave him the authority to keep destiny in check. His gaze was steady, but behind his composed face, his thoughts swirled like a storm.Everything’s falling into place… slowly, but surely.Then he crossed one leg over the other, eyes flickering toward Sophia, who now stood by the doorway with tight lips and eyes filled with conflict. She looked too emotional, too attached, too naive.‘If I can just drive a wedge between her and that boy—Damien…’Then he inhaled deeply, leaning back further in his chair, hiding the cruel smile tugging at the edge of his lips.Without being told he knew Damien won’t forgive her.No man would… not after having his identity sold out by the same woman family.His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest even more. ‘It’s only a matter of time before he finds out. And when he does, who else will he blame
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Seven
Serenity nodded without hesitation. Her expression remained calm, though her heart beat steadily in her chest. She stretched out her hand and passed the badge forward. There was no tremble in her fingers.Just then, Sophia’s father stood up sharply from his seat.“This is enough,” he snapped, his voice filled with restrained fury. “Father, stop this. I’ve kept quiet for too long, but I don’t like this anymore. It’s getting out of hand.”He turned toward Serenity, his tone no less firm. “What we’re doing here—it’s not right. Using a woman’s honor as leverage? Blackmailing her for the identity of a man who saved us?”He looked down, his fists clenched at his sides. “This will not end well. And I don’t want to be part of this.”At that moment Serenity stepped forward, her voice quiet yet unwavering.“Don’t worry,” she said gently, locking eyes with him. “I’m not going to give their identity out.”“I’m not going to say I got the identity from you,” Serenity said quietly, her words steady
