Side Chick Era... Over

Loving Mom 85

Chapter 85

Uriah’s face betrayed a flicker of pride at her words, though he said curtly, “Don’t think flattery will get you anywhere. I’m not treating anyone just because you butter me up.”

Sharon answered sincerely, “Then may I ask, what would make you willing to help?”

He shot her a sidelong glance. “If you’re really that determined, start by doing chores around here. When I’m satisfied, I’ll consider it. How about that?”

Sharon didn’t hesitate. “Alright.”

Uriah looked at her with mild surprise.

At first, he’d assumed she was the one needing treatment. But her complexion was clear, her energy steady-nothing about her screamed illness. She looked like just another wealthy girl with too much time and too little purpose. He’d seen his fair share of those in his younger days-idle young ladies inventing ailments just to pass the time.

So he made it hard on her. Every unpleasant, exhausting task he could think of, he pushed onto her. When she misidentified herbs, he’d scold her viciously, loud enough to echo through the whole clinic. He’d even made her cry a few times.

But she kept showing up-on time, every day.

finally relented. She didn’t seem to be sick, true, but she was sincere. Persistent. That was rare enough. So he decided to hear

asking for herself. She was trying to get medicine for

Filial devotion like that-he

impression of her

their conversations, he eventually discovered who she was-Mrs. Biggs, wife of Carter Biggs, president of the Biggs

It was an old condition, the kind that took years to mend. But he

themselves so openly even a man like Uriah, who rarely paid attention to the news,

ever come

alone had

glasses with a sharp huff. “But your husband has

Uriah loathed the wealthy, especially the kind who tried to wave money around like

“This is the last time, Mr. Malcolm. Please… I need

brow.

nodded. “She crossed someone

what wasn’t being said. Her words painted a