Chapter 93

'Mr. Hansen's mentor?' Everyone's attention snapped to Charles at those words. 'Wonder if his mentor is still around? If they are, they've got to be ancient by now. Could they even still practice medicine?'

Some couldn't help thinking, 'I mean, Charles is already a legend in the medical field. His mentor must be like a next-level genius, right?'

Hope flickered across the faces of the Vanderbilt family members at the possibility.

While comforting Kayla, Marissa looked at Charles with barely contained eagerness, finally voicing what everyone was dying to ask. "Dr. Hansen, is your mentor still alive?"

Charles' expression darkened instantly. "Watch your words, young lady. My mentor is very much alive." Marissa's heart dropped as she rushed to backtrack. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Hansen. I didn't mean any disrespect to your mentor. Please don't be angry. I just spoke without thinking."

Charles kept his stern gaze fixed on her, clearly upset.

Marissa fidgeted nervously, terrified that Charles would walk out right then and there because of her careless comment. All she could do was force an apologetic smile, not daring to say another word. "Mr. Hansen," Dominick cut in, "is there any way we could meet your mentor? You've seen my

time." His voice carried the weight of someone who'd grown up by Paul's side, the deep bond between them evident

seemed torn.

off, remembering her words. "Don't bother me unless

young,

conclusion that his mentor must be too elderly to come out of

Dominick's voice cracked with rare emotion. At this point, they were out of options. He

give Paul a fighting chance. "Mr. Hansen,

right," Reginald chimed in earnestly. "Name your price,

isn't the issue here." Charles' expression

That's a whole

at least try asking," Jonathan pleaded, not wanting to see his

you all care, I'll reach out to my

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