Chapter six
Author: Pen thinker
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Chapter six

“Dr. Kyle?”

Mr.Oliver watched the renowned physician's hands shake as he gripped the edge of a chair.

“What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost.”

“That technique...”

Dr. Kyle's voice trembled, his usual professional composure completely shattered.

At that moment He pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his sweaty forehead.

“The Celestial Dew Method... I've only seen it once, in my master's most treasured textbook.”

Mr. Oliver looked totally confused.

“I don't understand,”

Mr. Oliver stepped closer.

“What's so special about—”

“Special?”

Dr. Kyle let out a shaky laugh.

“I spent twenty years studying that single page. Twenty years! And that young man just...”

His voice cracked.

“He performed it like he was breathing.”

Upon hearing what Dr Kyle just said Mr. Oliver face drained of color as the implications sank in. His fingers clutched his jade paperweight so tight his knuckles went white.

“You mean we just...”

“We've insulted a master physician.”

“The level of skill required... it's beyond anything I've seen in forty years of practice.”

“Sophia!”

Her father's voice cracked with urgency.

“Quick, go after him! We can't let him leave like this!”

Without wasting anymore time Sophia ran after Damien so does

Dr. Kyle followed close behind, his earlier arrogance replaced by genuine panic.

“ I need to apologize to him as well, and I hope he doesn't hold anything against me...”

Sophia ran as fast as her leg would carry her.

“Doctor Damien, please wait!”

Sophia hurried across the garden, her heels sinking slightly into the manicured grass. Her usual composed demeanor had cracked, showing genuine distress.

“About what happened inside...”

Damien paused but didn't turn around, his simple robes stirring in the breeze.

“The way we treated you...”

She caught her breath, one hand pressed against her racing heart. “We were completely wrong. My father, Dr. Kyle... all of us...”

“It doesn't matter.”

His voice carried no anger, just quiet indifference that somehow felt worse than rage.

“You had Master Raymond exclusive card. So I came to fulfill his promise. That's all.”

At that moment Damien turned wanting to leave when Sophia voice came in short.

“But we—”

She couldn't complete her words of guilt because her family's lack of trust on Damien earlier was beginning to get hold of her.

She fumbled with her designer purse, hands trembling slightly as she pulled out an ornate golden card. With the family crest on it

“Please, take this. It grants the highest privileges at all of our family establishments. VIP access, priority service—”

At that moment Damien had no choice but to accept the card so he could leave to go gather the herbs he needed for Serenity grandfather treatment.

Damein slipped the gold card into his sleeve, mentally listing the herbs he'd need to gather.

He needed to move quickly.

“Doctor Damien!”

Dr. Kyle hurried up, slightly out of breath, his earlier arrogance replaced by desperate politeness. “Please, I must apologize again for my behavior. Actually...”

He wrung his hands, his distinguished face flushed with exertion.

“There's another prominent figure’s grandfather who is also gravely ill, and no one has been able to treat him. Please, we need your assistance.”

“Three minutes ago,”

Damien cut him off softly.

“you wouldn't even look me in the eye when I walked in. Called me a 'mere clinic doctor,' I believe, ”

At that moment Damien nodded to the driver that brought him.

Immediately the car opened.

Damien settled into the car's leather seat, his voice carrying no anger, just quiet finality.

“You know what, I dislike people who judge based on appearances and people rarely change their minds for the right reasons.”

The door closed with a soft click.

“Go find someone more suited to your... standards.”

Dr. Kyle stood helplessly in the driveway, his carefully maintained dignity crumbled as he realized how thoroughly his own prejudice had just closed a door he desperately needed open.

Dr. Kyle watched the car disappear around the corner, his shoulders sagging.

“Miss Sophia,”

he turned to Sophia, his professional dignity crumbling.

“ Can I get his contact information... perhaps if I could...”

“I'm sorry,”

Sophia shook her head firmly, one hand protectively covering her phone.

“After how we treated him... I won't betray his trust now just because we've realized his true abilities.”

Immediately Sophia left.

Dr. Kyle paced the garden path, running fingers through his silver hair.

“My own prejudice...”

he muttered, then stopped suddenly.

“No... forcing the issue on him would only make things worse, and he might not do it to his best.”

Immediately he pulled out his phone, then paused, a new strategy forming in his head.

“Better to handle this delicately,”

he murmured.

“I'll tell War Goddess Serenity I've found someone promising... then work on a more subtle approach to securing his help.”

**

Damien was inside the car heading to where he would be getting herb when his stomach rumbled.

“Any preferences for dinner, sir?”

the driver asked, catching Damien eye's in the rearview mirror. However before Damien could respond his stomach answered with another soft rumble – he hadn't eaten since he came to Westlake.

“Something close,”

Damien replied.

“The Crystal Palace restaurant is just around the corner Sir.”

the driver smiled knowingly.

“Miss Sophia family flagship restaurant. Their dim sum chef just earned his third Michelin star.”

Damien didn't say anything but he nodded to the driver's words.

As the Phantom Spirit Ultra glided to a smooth stop before the restaurant's marble steps.

However two young women in designer outfits were approaching the entrance.

“Oh my goodness”

Victoria clutched Jessica's arm. “That's the new Phantom Ultra! The one my brother said only like fifty people in the country have!”

She bounced on her Louboutins. “Maybe it's one of those Young Masters, but who could it be? I heard one of them just got back from studying abroad...”

However Jessica froze mid-step, her perfectly lined eyes fixed on the vehicle. That distinctive chrome trim, the custom black finish... Something nagged at her memory, the car looks exactly like the one that came to pick Damien up in their house.

At that moment Damien came out of the car.

“Wait—”

Jessica manicured fingers dug into her friend's arm.

“That's him! That village doctor I told you about!”

Her voice dripped with venom.

“The one who showed up at my house this morning with his pathetic marriage dreams.”

“No way!”

Victoria's eyes widened behind her designer sunglasses.

“In that car?”

“Obviously rented.”

Jessica's red lips curled into a sneer.

“He probably blew three years of his clinic salary just to look impressive. So desperate it's actually sad.”

“Ugh, these social climbers are getting more shameless by the day,” Victoria wrinkled her nose, her earlier excitement curdling into disgust.

She quickly deleted the car photos that showed Damien she'd just taken.

At that moment Jessica strutted forward, positioning herself directly in Damien's path to the entrance.

Her Hermès scarf fluttered dramatically as she struck a pose.

“Well, well...”

She examined her fresh manicure with exaggerated interest.

“Trying to play rich at Crystal Palace restaurant?”

Her voice carried just loud enough to draw attention from nearby valets.

“Oh, honey. This isn't some roadside diner where you can just walk in.”

She gestured to the golden doors with perfectly lacquered nails.

“We have standards here. Membership requirements. Reservations made months in advance.”

Her smile turned razor-sharp. “Why don't you save yourself the embarrassment and find somewhere more... appropriate for your status?”

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