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.

in the empty

hung low as he asked, "Old... Old

haggard voice

Since when was this worn-out old lady hired here? Could it

your head,"

her body trembled. Her dull eyes had welled with tears, and she

shuddered as he nearly collapsed

him up. "Be careful, Old Master."

hands was suddenly gone. He clutched the woman's hand tightly. "Casey,

tears came pouring

blankly as he gulped. His heart swirled with all

each other again." James was hysterical. "Who would've thought that she would finally

onto the sofa and poured him a cup of hot water. "Old Master, have some water

calmed his nerves, then she said,"

"She taught

us. It was your mother. It was she who made me an outcast. She had someone

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