Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Upon reaching Dr. Felch’s residence, the sky was already dark.

Dr. Felch was waiting for them by the village entrance. From a distance, Charlotte saw an old man sporting a white beard in plain clothes standing beneath a large tree. He was smoking a tobacco pipe while looking into the distance.

“That’s Dr. Felch.” Mrs. Berry recognized him at first glance. “He hasn’t changed one bit even after twenty years.”

“Yeah, I still remember Dr. Felch coming to our house when I was young. He looked like now. Father joked about him being immortal because he never seemed to age.”

Charlotte thought about her father and was hit by a pang of sorrow.

When the car came to a halt, Dr. Felch immediately brought over his apprentice, Sam, to welcome them. Looking Charlotte up and down, he commented, “I haven’t seen you for more than ten years and you’re all grown up now.”

still remember me?” Charlotte

course, I do.” Dr. Felch nodded continuously. “You

slightly caught off guard at the mention of

enthusiastically, “I came to visit you with Mr. Windt twenty years ago. Miss was only three years

and studied Mrs. Berry closely. “You don’t seem to be

are right. Thank you!” Mrs. Berry was immensely

him seem like a long-lost relative more than a doctor.

“It was quite alright.”

chatted all the way and soon, the group arrived at

was a strong fragrance of herbal medicine throughout the entire place. Various herbs were planted in the backyard, while a shady tree stood tall in the front yard. And

the kitchen with a spatula in her hand. Seeing Charlotte and Mrs. Berry, she

“Huh?” Charlotte was bewildered.

your father would paid for her treatment. Later on, he provided for her

I think my father has mentioned it

helped many people when he was alive. This young

led Charlotte into the house, but wasn’t in a hurry to be a hospitable host yet. Instead, he took his profession very seriously and

complied by extending her hand. Dr. Felch carefully examined her complexion, then checked her pulse