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.

his father’s scolding, could only watch helplessly as Corrin prepared to toss the

on, Corrin.

it was someone else’s property, and it wouldn’t be right to dispose

it? What

lead

acknowledged with a

relief. Was Kendrick considering taking

Kena comin

Kendrick might be coming around to trusting Rebecca, Kendrick added, “Store it properly, in case

Rebecca, but he

arrived

family’s car was ready and waiting downstairs at the

over her shoulders. “Sarah, why don’t you come

replied, “You’re off to heal and help, Ann. I don’t know a thing about that. Wouldn’t I just be messin‘ things up?”

“Not at all! I don’t know a soul there. Having you with me will

advantage of her? It’s better if

said, springing from the bed,

down jacket and joined Anthea in the

young man approached them, “Excuse me, are you the miraculous healer,

politely, “Please,

took Sarah’s hand,

towards a luxurious

hood shone brightly

A Rolls–Royce!

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