Chapter 199

She was waiting for the day Kendrick himself come to Cloudcrest to apologize to her in person!

Rebecca’s lips curled into a smug smile.

At the Wright Manor.

Kendrick furrowed his brow as he examined the pill Rebecca had left behind. “Corrin, throw it away.”

Corrin nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Damian immediately interjected, “Dad! This is a miracle cure from the legendary healer. People would kill for this stuff, and it’s a thoughtful gesture from Ms. Morris. How can you just throw it away?”

Kendrick was sharp as a tack in his day.

It was a shame his eldest son wasn’t quite as bright, unable to uphold the family’s image.

Otherwise, the Wright family wouldn’t be in such disarray every time Kendrick faced a crisis. Kendrick shot him a dismissive glance, “You want to poison me with this unregulated junk?”

The only thing that came with Rebecca’s medicine‘ was the box it was in–no labels, no instructions.

“But, but… Ms. Morris claimed to be a direct descendant of that renowned healer…”

Kendrick scoffed, “Do you believe any lies people tell you? You’re over forty and still can’t think for yourself!”

Damian was too gullible, believing anything anyone told him. If Damian didn’t bear such a striking resemblance to Kendrick in his youth, Kendrick might have doubted he was his own flesh and blood!

Aside from their looks, they had little in common.

sweating under his father’s scolding, could only watch helplessly as Corrin prepared

around, “Hold on, Corrin. Don’t throw

else’s property, and it wouldn’t be right to dispose of it so

it? What

surely lead to

acknowledged with

of relief. Was Kendrick considering taking

Kena comin

trusting Rebecca, Kendrick added,

defend Rebecca, but he lacked the

day arrived

ready and waiting downstairs at the hotel.

“Sarah, why don’t you come with me? You’ll be bored

know a thing about that. Wouldn’t

a soul there. Having you with me will be a great comfort.”

Anthea was just a young woman; what if someone took advantage of her? It’s better if she went with her and look out for her.

the bed,

threw on a down jacket and joined Anthea

them, “Excuse me, are you the miraculous healer, Ms. Yeager?” Anthea

man gestured politely, “Please,

hand, and

towards a

the car’s hood shone

smokes! A Rolls–Royce!

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