A charmingly handsome man clad in a white doctor's robe and gold-framed glasses walked into the room earnestly.

His face was clean while his features were sharp and deep-set. His grin was a remedial one. He looked reliable and studious.

James asked, "What's your name?"

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"Mr. Ares, from now on, I'm your personal physiotherapist. In the coming three months, I'll help you get rid of that walking stick and let you stand on your two feet again." Storm's voice was well-paced. His tone was moderate, yet it had a sense of confidence and pride.

James nodded. "I hope that you won't disappoint me."

The chief physician arranged the discharge procedures for James.

Storm and James returned together to Rose Manor in Tourmaline Estate.

Rose Manor, which was once bustling with activity, was now deserted and empty.

as he stood in the empty living room. He hollered furiously,

fear, his head hung low as he asked, "Old... Old

haggard voice made James

housekeepers in Rose Manor were young and beautiful girls. Since when was this worn-out old lady hired

head,"

looked up as her body trembled. Her dull eyes had welled with tears,

could it be you?" James shuddered as he nearly collapsed onto the floor

forward and held him up. "Be careful, Old Master."

suddenly gone. He clutched the

her tears came

all the emotions in the world.

hysterical. "Who would've thought that she would finally return you to me when we're already this

poured him a cup of hot water. "Old Master,

waited until he calmed his nerves, then she said,"

taught you to say that,

it wasn't Madam who separated us. It was your mother. It was she who made me an outcast. She had someone ravage my body and it

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