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.

he stood in the

fear, his head hung low

haggard voice made James

housekeepers in Rose Manor were young and beautiful girls. Since when was this worn-out old lady hired here? Could it be that Jay

your head," James roared

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

as he nearly collapsed

him up. "Be careful, Old

gone. He clutched the woman's hand

her tears

with all the emotions in the world.

again." James was hysterical. "Who would've thought that she would finally return you

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

nerves, then she

taught you to

you've really misunderstood Madam. That year, it wasn't Madam who separated us. It was your mother. It was she who made me an outcast. She had

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