Chapter 153
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“Bainbridge!” Jarvis urged him again, his voiceden with the weight of ambition, “Think of the shares!”
Securing that 30% stake was pammount. Without it, what was dignity but an empty word?
Bainbridge’s eyes zed with a feral red. His fists clenched tightly, veins on his hands standing out like
cords.
His knees bent, and he knelt to the ground
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All his life’s scheming and pride turned to ashes in that singr act of submission.
He had been bested by Howard
Humiliation spread like a stain.
Bainbridge bit has lower lip so hard it bled, his mind a whirlwind of dark, venomous curses.
Gwendolyn watched, her face void of pity. He was the architect of that car crash years ago, the one
that had almost imed Howard’s life. Since then, Bainbridge had humiliated Howard, plotted against
him, even tried to poison him.
Such a man was beyond redemption!
“Isn’t that enough?” Bainbridge’s voice was hoarse, the taste of blood thick in his throat.
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Farrah, tears streaming down her face, helped him up. “How can you torment my son like this?
Howard, you heartless beast! Even when saving your grandfather, you’re scheming!”
Gwendolyn pursed her lips, stepping in front of Howard, “If he were heartless, he would have had you
thrown in jail by now she retorted, her voice tight, her gaze indifferent.
Bainbridge locked eyes with her, his voice brooding, “Please, Gwendolyn, heal my grandfather!”
That 30% stake was his life’s anchor.
But Gwendolyn was not inclined to grant his wish. “I only agreed to be asked for help with kneeling, not
to necessarily say yes
afterward.”
She felt it was not enough.
“You’re going back on your word!” Farrah used, pointing a shaking finger at her.
Jarvis, with a face like thunder, stepped in front of his wife, looking at Gwendolyn, “What more do you
want? Let’s be reasonable”
Gwendolyn was cool and collected. “I do have one condition, but it’s not with you I wish to speak, but
rather.”
Her eyes shifted to Warren, “With you, sir, When my hand has healed, I’lle to discuss my terms.
Hopefully, you’ll still have something I want by then.”
Compassion was in a healer’s nature, but she was no saint
She knew the score, every ount settled in its right
“Mr. Chadwick and Mr. White, let’s go home.”
“Indeed.”
Appreciation glimmered in Howard’s eyes.
He had thought her the softest and kindest soul, but she proved to be a woman of vivid contrasts, with
clear lines drawn between love and hate.
They boarded the car, the Rolls–Royce swiftly departing the scene.
The Chadwick family was left behind, exchanging looks of shock and disbelief.
Warren was provoked by Gwendolyn’s words, his mind racing with what she might want
All he had left was that 30% stake.
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“Grandpa, don’t let that country doctor pull the wool over your eyes. She’s just bitter and doesn’t want
to help you get better! If Enoch’s not an option, Ss isn’t a bad fallback” Bainbridge was aze with
fury, already plotting Gwendolyn’s downfall.
Warren was ashen as hemented, “Ss made it clear years ago that the central city is the boundary.
He and Enoch keep to their own turfs
Ss had strange rules for treating patients, rejecting any from south of the central city, no matter if
they were on death’s door he showed no mercy
They could only depend on Enoch ar Gwendolyn
“Farrah, wheel me back to my room,” Warrenmanded in his weak voice.
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Reluctantly, Farmh pushed him away.
Watching them go, Bainbridge spat bitterly, “I can’t stand to see that little country doctor getting cocky!”
Jarvis, trying to calm him, said, “The priority is to deal with your grandfather. It seems he’s not willing to
part with the shares, so there’s only one way left kill him to end his pain.”