Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Dr. Hilton made his way from the rooftop to the surgical ward, and as he did, several doctors and nurses greeted him warmly. "Morning, Dr. Hilton."

That was when I realized his last name was Hilton. It struck me then. Gabrielle's maternal family bore the same name.

But according to Gabrielle, they were all businesspeople, with the Hilton family's patriarch being a business prodigy, an unbeatable force in the business world. He was Claude's idol and uncle.

Looking at Dr. Hilton, barely in his early thirties, politely nodding to everyone in his path, he didn't seem to fit the bill of Claude's Uncle Max.

Upon entering his office, he swiftly locked the door behind him, which startled me momentarily before I remembered I was nothing but a spirit to him, invisible.

He shed his white coat for a sleek navy suit and adorned his cuffs with diamond cufflinks. With methodical precision, he put on a minimalist watch. After straightening his collar in the mirror, he pinned a wheat stalk brooch to his lapel.

Then, he expertly tied a tie, securing it with a tasteful tie clip. The transformation was seamless, and looking at him in the mirror, his sharp features and the dignified air about him were undeniable.

I had always thought Claude, with his rimmed glasses, possessed a charming, almost enigmatic allure. But with his upright demeanor and chiseled features, Dr. Hilton was the epitome of nobility, as if he were dressed not in a suit but in royal robes, ready to rule gracefully. I couldn't help but be captivated.

Had we met before? I would remember someone as striking as him.

As he headed out of the office, he pulled out a photo from his coat, which he cautiously tucked inside his suit jacket, near his heart.

puzzled, wondering when I had encountered this

the esteemed guests for Gabrielle's birthday? No wonder he dressed so sharply, probably to impress Claude. My opinion of him soured slightly. Anyone seeking to curry favor with Claude couldn't be

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mansion, my spirit wandered off,

to see if Lydia and the other staff were preparing the feast for the

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