Chapter 221:

Kallie jumped to her feet, alarmed. Her gaze shifted fearfully toward the consulting room as her hands began to perspire.

Luckily, the doctor shook his head dismissively. “She’s had an abortion previously. Another termination could trivialize the issue of conceiving again. More importantly, it could have serious health repercussions, weakening her body significantly. I would advise against an abortion if you want her to remain healthy.”

The assistant’s face fell with disappointment. “Then, I hope you can prescribe something to bolster her health and strengthen her constitution.”

Suddenly, a chill voice cut through the air near Kallie, directed at Bria’s assistant. “Aren’t you Bria’s assistant? Did she send you here to fetch some medication because she’s feeling ill?”

The assistant turned around to find Ewing Nixon in the doorway, a look of surprise etched on her face.

Unsure of when he had arrived or what he had overheard, the assistant quickly masked her shock with a flawless smile. “Miss Nixon is quite well. It’s one of her servants who’s unwell and came here for a consultation. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Nixon.”

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“Is that so?” Ewing cast a glance downward at Kallie.

Kallie dropped her gaze to the floor, deliberately avoiding eye contact with Ewing.

Initially, Kallie had thought about asking Ewing for help, but he bore the Nixon surname and seemed to be on good terms with Bria. Being relatives, Kallie assumed Ewing and Bria would naturally look out for each other. Any rash action on her part could jeopardize her chance to break free.

Ewing adjusted his glasses, his handsome features marred by a flicker of suspicion. “Am I intimidating? Why won’t you look at me?” he asked Kallie.

Kallie bowed her head even lower.

and Ewing, and offered a smile. “I apologize, Mr. Nixon. This servant is new and still unfamiliar with our ways. She cannot speak and is extremely timid. She’s an orphan. Without Miss Nixon’s generosity, she likely

never thought I’d see the day Bria turned compassionate. But, it’s a welcome change.

assistant nodded, understanding the

behind Bria’s assistant, naturally missed Ewing’s facial

Kallie and then turned to leave. However, just as he

Kallie looked up, and their

not those of naive innocence, but rather those reflecting a serene

a familiar chord in Ewing. Once kindled, this sense of familiarity was hard to shake. He couldn’t

his dreams, similar yet tinged with sadness and a hint of gentleness. Still,

pulling Ewing out of his reverie. He dispelled the haunting memories

complete with a living room, bedroom, and kitchen, an elderly man sat playing the

nurses and staff moved about with deliberate care, their faces etched with concern. They tiptoed and whispered, their demeanor cautious not to disturb the man at the piano. He was, after all, the most revered figure in the

her arms cradling a bouquet and

music ceased, Bria approached, her praise ringing clear.

The doctor advised plenty of rest. We certainly

stared out the window, ignoring Bria

why don’t you rest on the bed? How about I ask someone to move

through the air, cold and sharp. “Who are

her head in disbelief. “Grandpa, how can you still not remember? I’m

finally changed. “You are my granddaughter? Then where is my other granddaughter?”

why Tyrone remained so attached to

that moment, Ewing entered. “I was the one who suggested we put the piano here. It’s

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