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Chapter 213 The Crash

Milo gritted his teeth and floored the accelerator, narrowly skimming past the cliffside as he swerved around the tight curve.

Finished

He glanced in the rearview mirror, seeing half of the mountain road disappear behind him. Just as he let out a breath of relief, a blinding light flashed ahead. A massive truck was coming straight at him-

After hanging up on Milo, Charmaine immediately called Micah.

Only then did she realize that what Willard had said to Zayn at the dinner table wasn’t just empty talk.

Micah sounded surprised. “Master, you didn’t know? I thought Master Field would’ve given you a heads- up…

Charmaine sighed. “Nope. That old man hasn’t even replied to my messages. Who knows what sneaky little scheme he’s brewing this time.”

Micah fell silent.

The national healer who was someone countless people dreamed of meeting just once, had been reduced to nothing more than a ‘scheming old man‘ in Charmaine’s eyes.

However, Charmaine wasn’t in a hurry. Instead, she began making preparations.

Early the next morning, she leaned against the bathroom doorframe, rubbing her eyes, and asked Emyr, who was freshening up, “Are you going to be busy these next few days?”

Emyr met her gaze in the mirror. “Why?”

to take you to the hospital for a

frowned slightly. “A scan?”

needle treatments and herbal baths have been going on for a while now. I want to check the progress. There might still be some residual sluggishness in your

flicker of something unreadable flashed through

was slightly husky, perhaps from just waking up, and his deep gaze

frowned and responded without hesitation, “That’s impossible. You’ve

slightly. “You’re

“Of course!”

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confirm the progress so that when the old man arrived,

full confidence in her medical skills, she was ready to prove it.

stirred slightly.

outside. “Mr.

immediately darkened. She was about to step

They’re here at the

for argument. “Push

had no choice but to

as they stepped out of the elevator, Willard’s

wr*tch, get

wheelchair handles

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