The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 313

At the cafe, Xena found Xander happily digging into his meal. "You're really enjoying your breakfast, Dr. Fielding."

Xander smiled and said, "Indeed. Everything tastes better when your mind's at ease."

Xena watched him eat in silence. Though burning with questions, she could not bring herself to speak.

Finally, Xander wiped his mouth, his eyes showing a glint of admiration. "I have to say, Lady Summers, you're really a lucky one. Not only are you climbing the ranks, but you've got some remarkable friends." Friends? Xena was puzzled. "What do you mean?"

Now, it was Xander's turn to look confused. Could there be a misunderstanding? "Isn't Felix your friend?"

Felix? A sense of unease crept over Xena. "Are you saying Felix is the one who healed Grandpa?"

I mentioned before? Mr. Kinsley Senior was cured by a young doctor whose skills are even better than mine. You tried to look into it, but the Kinsley family kept

no one else had private access to your grandfather, it's pretty obvious when you think about

mouth as her eyes widened with disbelief. Felix, whom she had always thought of as a simple country doctor, was actually a master healer who outshone even Xander. And he had saved Curtis. She would not

leave you guys to deal with the matter." With his many years of experience,

to reality. It was Jaden.

it. I'll be flying to Yartford this afternoon for a report.

she face him? He had gone to such lengths to bring in a master healer like Brandon only for fate to throw a curveball. "Sure, we'll catch up when you're back." She still had not told Jaden about Curtis' order to date Felix.

now discovered that Felix was not some mediocre traditional medicine practitioner but rather a brilliant one. He was probably the best among young practitioners even. With that said, she needed to approach

inside when someone knocked, even though the gate was open. It

gaze with complicated emotions. Why did you keep it

have spilled the beans. But it did not matter anymore. "What was there to tell? Your grandfather's recovery was all that mattered. Did you expect me to brag about it? Or did you