Save Myself from Desperation by Cara Agnes

Chapter 366

Zain knew Leonard’s address and gave it to Valentin.

Valentin, accompanied by his men, went there following the address.

It was a house with a yard, situated near the countryside. The yard gate was a wooden fence, left unlocked and wide open.

The yard was adorned with numerous flowers. Despite being nighttime, the blossoms emitted a different kind of fragrance under the cool moonlight.

Walking through the yard to the front of the house, they saw warm yellow light shining through the windows.

It seemed like he had gone to bed yet.

However, just as Valentin approached the door, a familiar voice came from inside before he could knock. “Old man, are you coming or not?”

He recognized the voice was Andrew’s

Valentin narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking, ‘Why is he here?

‘Is he here, too, looking for Leonard? Is he calling Leonard old man?”

After Andrew asked that question, a robust elderly voice followed. “Not going! I’ve said a hundred times I’m not going!”

Valentin glanced at his men behind him, signaling them to be quiet, then knocked on the door.

A knocking sound echoed. The robust elderly voice sounded again. “Come in! So many guests tonight.”

Following the words, Valentin pushed open the door. The scene before him made him unusually stunned.

The room was illuminated by orange light, and there was a round table. With white hair but spirited, Leonard sat on a chair next to the table.

Meanwhile, Andrew sat casually on the table, his right leg hanging down and a silver pistol in his hand, pointing directly at Leonard’s head.

Andrew casually glanced when he heard the door open. Spotting Valentin approaching, he showed no surprise and returned his gaze to Leonard.

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“Old man, I’m asking you again. Are you going or not?”

Leonard, unafraid of the gun on his head, grunted heavily. “I am not going! I’ve said it a hundred times. I dislike this rude way. It doesn’t matter how many times you ask.”

Upon hearing this, Valentin immediately gestured to his men to stay in the yard and hide the ropes they had.

If Leonard refused to help despite everything, they would have to

his dislike for impoliteness, Valentin fell silent for a moment and spoke in a cold tone. “Mr.

a disapproving glance at Andrew, complaining, “Look at him, so courteous. Not

speechless,

you cunning rascal! Don’t think I haven’t spotted your gang lurking

looked at Valentin with a distant attitude. “I’m getting on in years, and my energy isn’t what it used to be. I’ve retired from treating patients.

confirming what his grandfather had said. Leonard was stubborn and wouldn’t easily come out

remarked, “Old man, you owe me a favor. Now, I need you to treat an illness and

word. I promised you a favor, and I’ll stick to it. But treating an illness is out of the question. I’ve retired and made it clear I won’t be practicing medicine anymore. Give me a

not changing it.”

for me?” Andrew sneered, “Yeah, I’m making it

but he did not dare to confront

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on the side and took several gulps

each other. Also, Leonard owed

using this favor to force Leonard to treat an illness didn’t work.

oil paintings. hanging on the wall. Apparently, Leonard loved oil

said, “Mr. Ferguson, you seem to like Duncan Bernstein’s

a painting on the wall. “Yes, I like

spoke calmly. “I just checked. You don’t have his Maple Leaves here. If you like it, I can give it to

was surprised. “You have Maple

Valentin nodded.

“You want to give it to me? What’s the condition? Don’t tell me you want me to treat an illness.

If you attend to her, I will give you Maple Leaves, and

taken aback, thinking it

words were from someone else, he

better. It wasn’t just talk. He

Maple Leaves was something he truly liked, but going

treat an

Leonard was conflicted.

few minutes, he shook his head with a pained expression. “No, I said

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his eyes suddenly

unpleasant. “Old man, you want us

at his head. “You’ve already given me the hard way.”

why aren’t you going

anymore.

the urgent and icy tone returned to a deliberately suppressed calm. “Mr. Ferguson, my wife’s life is in danger. I hope you can take a look. No matter what your