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.

but nothing worked-none of the doctors could give him

grew increasingly discouraged, he still did not lack money as the richest man of the

luck abroad, but the results were

for any doctor to fail in diagnosing their patients. And since Gene was not an average Joe, none of them tried to throw him shoddy diagnoses, or things would end badly for them if they were

a year of

his illness,

that no one could cure

to be precise. Content

his organs, blood, and brain were all normal, but he could feel himself growing weaker by

seek other unorthodox methods

his deceptional ways as a businessman required penance, by buying a ton of

desperate and started to buy land everywhere on the East Coast just to try it

life was at

he was losing money,

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