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.

young man, we’ll treat it as an opportunity for him to observe

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 explained his actions at that

made his intent clear, there was nothing much Boris could say in

to find out what we meant by

Jermaine

strong medicinal scent wafted into their noses. Other than the large

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

in his second year of college when he dropped out of school because

the fingers on Josiah’s right hand, there were no other visible wounds on his body. However, that thick dressing was already showing signs of being soaked in

frightening sight, Jermaine paled at once. In the next

through the air, a girl ran out from a small room next door. Anyone could tell that she had not had a good sleep for

“M-Mr. Cadden…”

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