Right after saying that, Tristan glared at Seth and stormed out of the resort.

“Sir!” Seth shouted in despair, but Tristan was long gone.

Everyone thought it was a little ironic seeing him so haggard.

“He was so confident a moment ago, but now…”

“The ki—Dr. Nicholson was right. This is the professor’s last forum.”

The crowd fell silent, and they gave Kingsley a look. They were both shocked and horrified. A doctor? More like a clairvoyant.

Seth plopped down to the ground, his face ashen. That’s it. I’m done for. Tristan won’t ever help me again. No. He might even sabotage me. My future… It’s all gone. He looked up at Kingsley, his gaze dripping with venom. “You ruined my life, you f*cker! I don’t care who you are, but I’ll drag you down even if it’s the last thing I do!”

scoffed. “You don’t have

nothing?” Seth got up. “I’ve mastered the aortic valve transplant. It’s the thing he’s been researching.

hospital he wanted, and with great benefits too. He might find it a bit hard without Tristan pulling the strings, but one successful surgery was all

make it my life’s mission to bring you down. Once I make it in life, I’ll

still make it in life?” Kingsley sneered. He asked,

took two steps back. “What do you want?

and asked Blake,

cursed himself. Darn it! That was a

a small box of sewing supplies from the luggage. She handed it

surprised, but he took the sewing supplies

packed two

thought you were gonna come up with something amazing.” He looked at Kingsley’s needle

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