After a moment of silence, Frank said, "Discussing it over the phone is a little lacking in sincerity. Why don't we speak face to face?"

"Sure," Gene answered briskly, despite having to wait for that response.

He was thoughtful after hanging up-the man sounded young, but he was very confident.

"Heh..." He chuckled self-deprecatingly.

He had actually contracted the illness for over a year, even though he had kept it a well-guarded secret.

At first, he only felt tired and thought his lover was just being cold, but soon felt his body wither.

Then, even walking started to become taxing-and now, he could not walk unassisted, as the world would spin around him and his muscles would hurt terribly.

Gene had certainly tried all he could, visiting every hospital and consulting every renowned doctor across Draconia.

tried all kinds of medical equipment and medicine, but nothing worked-none of the doctors could give him a proper diagnosis,

still did not lack money as the richest man of the East

his luck abroad, but the

dishonor for any doctor to fail in diagnosing their patients. And since Gene was not an average Joe, none of them tried to

a year of

his illness,

conclusion that no one could

be

brain were all normal, but he could feel himself growing

such, he began to seek other unorthodox

oil salesmen showed up, with one suggesting that his deceptional ways as a businessman required penance, by buying a ton of

to buy land everywhere on the

his life

losing money,

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