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!”

Kingsley scoffed. “You don’t

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

to do the transplant, he could work in any hospital he wanted, and with great benefits too. He might find it a bit hard without Tristan

who you are, a*shole. I’ll make it my life’s mission to bring you down. Once I make

sneered.

back. “What do you want? You wanna

asked Blake, “You got any needles

his head regretfully and cursed himself. Darn it! That was a good chance to get

smiled and took out a small box of sewing supplies from the luggage. She handed it to Kingsley.

was surprised, but he took the sewing supplies

packed two big luggage. Sewing

were gonna come up with something amazing.” He looked at Kingsley’s needle and snorted. “What are you gonna do? Poke me?” He scoffed. “A needle can’t

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