Novel Update
Chapter 152
Chapter 152
Outside, a sea of people had gathered, a mix of men and women, many with lines of experience etched into their faces.
Middle–aged fans showed an enthusiasm that outshone even the wildest of young star chasers
“Enoch with a heart of gold is unparalleled in this nation!”
“Mr. White, I am in your debtr”
“Mr. White, you saved my mother
Their voices rose in a chorus, choked with emotion, their joy palpable and pure.
The realization of the true magnificence of being a doctor sent tremors through Gwendolyn’s heart.
How fortunate she was to have been mentored since childhood by such an esteemed doctor
Secunty held the crowd at bay while Cliff escorted them through the throng
“Wait!” A frail and hoarse voice called out.
At the end of the hospital comidor, Warren, clad in a hospital gown, was wheeled out.
His wheelchair came to a stop at the entrance.
Beside him stood three members of the Chadwick family, expressions grim.
Bainbridge in particular glared at Howard’s legs, his eyes bloodshot with rage. How had the car accident not claimed him?
“Howard, wait for me!” Wamen’s voice was strained but sincere.
His chronic cold had left him gaunt and hollow–checked.
Howard had no intention of acknowledging him.
Jarvis stepped forward, his voice respectful. “Is this Mr. White? The Chadwick family is ready to pay handsomely for your services to save my father.”
Warren had declared that if Enoch would agree to treat him, 30% of the family shares would be transferred to Howard on the spot
Jarvis, swallowing his pride, bowed his head.
Enoch surveyed the Chadwick family. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
He was aware of the circumstances that had driven Howard to the countryside and of the day the family had disowned him, a day marred by violence against both Howard and Gwendolyn.
“I haven’t practiced in years, and I do not intend to start now,” Enoch said sternly. “But Gwendolyn has inherited my skills. She can do it.” He was deliberately offering Gwendolyn a chance to settle scores.
Bainbridge grew even more ashen.
“Then… we are in your debt, Gwendolyn, Warren sighed. “Please help me.”
Gwendolyn opened her mouth to speak but instead turned to look at Howard.
A cold fire lit Howard’s eyes as he smirked. “Warren, do you recall your words? What price were you willing to pay for a cure to your
ailment?”
Warren clenched his fists, closing his eyes in resignation. “A generous reward and my eternal gratitude.”
“And what else?”
“Do you want them to kneel?” Warren asked
Howard spoke softly yet with an edge. “Those were your words. They should do everything for the sake of your health.”
“We were once family!” Warren played the card of sentiment
Howard’s heart had chilled to ice.
“The moment you signed the papers of disownment, that ended,” Howard spat with scom. “But in memory of old ties, let Bainbridge do the honors. Kneel for thirty minutes and we will consider it”
Gwendolyn stood by his side, her silence an assent
She had endured enough and harbored a pent–up fury.
“Bainbridge, kneel and beseech Warren commanded, steel in his voice.
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“Grandpa!” snarled Bainbridge, his expression twisted with loathing.
Warren expected him to kneel to a country doctor and Howard?!
Jarvis gripped Bainbridge’s hand, his anger barely contained. The shares!”
Sometimes, small sacrifices must be made for the greater strategy.
Bainbridge was twisted in unger, his molars grinding audibly.