Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 760:

Lennon’s grin widened, and a glint of greed lit up his eyes.

“That’s what I like to hear! But, uh, just so you know… where I come from, there’s a little rule—payment upfront, then the healing! I’ll need to get herbs, prep the meds, you understand. All that costs money.”

Coyle, unwilling to waste time on haggling, gave Terrell a slight nod.

Terrell took the signal immediately. He reached into his bag, pulled out a bank card, and held it out.

“There’s two million on this as a deposit. If Mr. Wall makes a full recovery, you’ll be rewarded even more.”

Lennon’s eyes went wide with delight. He snatched the card like a child handed candy, cradling it as if it were made of gold.

Mr. Wall—once I’m through, you’ll be walking like a colt

wealth. He bowed beside the bed and began pulling odd, mismatched items from his battered cloth satchel—everything from murky pills to strange, jewel-toned powders, and

first handed Coyle a handful of chalky, bitter-smelling

then mixed the powders with a viscous, amber

than medicine. But to Coyle’s astonishment, the throbbing agony in his spine

days, he

quack actually

his weathered face, his expression sly beneath the deep

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glad you’re feeling better, Mr. Wall,” he said,

excuse me…” With a final toothy grin, he slipped

pulled the bank card from his coat like a sacred treasure, holding it up to the light as if expecting it to glow.

From a paralyzed old goat! He chuckled to himself, pocketing the card like it was the crown