Chapter 587 The Real Master

Just as Theodore and Jared were about to step out of the door, Jermaine stopped them. “Hold on a second…”

“Mr. Cadden?” Theodore turned around to look at him.

“You guys can stay.”

It turned out that Jermaine had changed his mind because of one thing—Jared’s attitude.

In his eyes, Jared was a magnanimous person despite his young age. Not only was he unfazed by how Boris and Galen ridiculed him, but he also was not infuriated when asked to leave. What impressed Jermaine the most was how, in spite of everything, the young man was still willing to stay around and lend him a helping hand if there was a need.

“Mr. Cadden, what is that supposed to mean?” Boris’ brows puckered in a slight frown at Jermaine’s instruction.

son. As for this young man, we’ll treat it as an opportunity

for clarification for any of the decisions made in normal circumstances. If he did not have to rely on Boris to treat his son, he would not have

made his intent clear, there was nothing much Boris could say in return. Otherwise, it would look like he had no respect for the

meant

please head in.” Jermaine

As soon as they stepped foot inside the bedroom, a strong medicinal scent wafted into their

the bed was a young man who looked roughly in his early twenties. He had an extremely sickly appearance—his face a ghastly pallor, his eyes tightly shut, and his frame as thin as a stick. Inserted in his mouth was a tube connecting to the ventilator, and it was clear he was relying on the machine to keep him

in the description was Jermaine’s son, Josiah. He was only in his second year of college when he dropped out of school because of

layers of thick gauze wrapped around the fingers on Josiah’s right hand, there were no other visible wounds on his body. However, that thick

paled at once.

had not had a good sleep for a long time from her pair of bloodshot eyes and her constant yawns as she

“M-Mr. Cadden…”

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