Damian Knight extended his hand, stopping the police officer.
"Officer," Damian Knight began, "He’s different from the others. His health isn’t great, and he suffers from hemophilia. He can’t endure much turmoil. Plus, he confessed voluntarily, helping us track down Leo Ross. And he was only misled by his brother into committing the wrongs, so... I’m willing to write a letter of forgiveness and settle this privately with him."
The officer nodded, "Alright, his situation is special, and you’re willing to settle it privately, so let’s do as you say. However, his brother took money, so we can’t settle that privately. We must proceed legally with him."
Damian Knight responded, "Do as you must."
"Okay," the officer waved his hand, said "wrap up," and then left with the group.
The truth was now clear. Damian Knight no longer needed to stay for the press conference. After handing things over to Manager Jennings and Assistant Shelton, he left with Isaac Ross and the boy in the wheelchair.
The press conference continued, but the number of viewers decreased.
Not because people were no longer concerned, but because everyone went to buy coffee from the Midnight Coffee House.
The boy’s words served as an invisible yet effective advertisent—
The coffee at Midnight Coffee House is rich and authentic.
Suddenly, orders at Midnight Coffee House’s major chain stores were nearly exploding. Baristas were busy, and revenue dramatically increased.
No one had foreseen that this incident would not close down Midnight Coffee House but instead make the brand more morable.
It can be predicted that this poisoning incident will be written into Midnight Coffee House’s brand story and will be passed down permanently.
...
Claire Woodward watched over the boy and found that his health was remarkably good.
She couldn’t help but question life.
Why did he recover so quickly? This dical skill, not just her, but even the entire Woodward Family combined cannot compare.
She must find that mysterious physician and apprentice to learn from them!
With this thought, Claire Woodward gathered the courage to speak to Damian Knight, who was in the sa car: "Young Master Knight, can you introduce to the mysterious physician who cured this patient?"
Damian Knight had been resting with his eyes closed, not intending to engage with Claire Woodward.
But praise for Sumr Monroe always pleased him, so he responded, "I can ask for you."
Claire Woodward saw Damian Knight’s lips curve slightly, and even though she didn’t understand, she caught it clearly.
Was Damian Knight smiling at her?
Claire Woodward’s heart fluttered again. She hurriedly nodded and said, "Thank you, Young Master Knight."
"No problem," Damian Knight replied, feeling quite cheerful.
Soon they arrived at the hospital.
Isaac Ross and Claire Woodward accompanied the patient upstairs, while Damian Knight went to the office to handle the remaining matters of Midnight Coffee House.
The revenue reported from Midnight Coffee House stores made him very satisfied. He planned to use the current public interest to expand Midnight Coffee House in major cities.
A coffee house aiming for global reach must first open stores across provinces and cities dostically.
Hospital.
The boy in the wheelchair arrived in front of his mother’s ward.
He wanted to open the door but hesitated to reach out.
At this mont, he regretted his foolish actions imnsely.
For him, confessing to the dia was easier than admitting it to his mother.
He bit his lip and turned to Isaac Ross, saying, "Young Master Ross, I still won’t go in. I can’t tell my mom... I’m afraid it will upset her."
"Don’t worry," Isaac Ross said, "Sumr... the physician who cured you has already explained the situation to your mom. She’s prepared and won’t be upset."
"The physician already told her?"
Isaac Ross nodded, "She told she originally planned to keep it from your mom, but then thought if she weren’t around, your mom could be upset without proper care. So she decided to tell her. Also, your mom initially agreed to go with us to the press conference, but later changed her mind. She said if you dared to speak the truth in public, she would forgive you."
The boy’s eyes reddened, and he choked up, saying, "Thank you..."
"No need to thank , thank the physician."
The boy nodded repeatedly before finally gathering the courage to push the door open and enter.
Claire Woodward saw the boy go in and said to Isaac Ross, "Young Master, what kind of person is the physician? She didn’t just cure the patient of poison, she even considered such things. She’s the most considerate doctor I’ve ever seen."
Isaac Ross raised an eyebrow, "That’s why she’s called the mysterious physician. As for what type of person she is, if she wants to et you, you will see her. You might even beco friends."
"Friends?" Claire Woodward smiled and shook her head, "The physician is quite old. I can’t beco friends with her, but I do want to beco her apprentice."
"Quite old..." Isaac Ross’s expression was a mix of amusent, but knowing Sumr Monroe wanted to keep her identity hidden, he didn’t elaborate further, "Things are winding down here, you should get busy too."
Saying this, he walked away.
However, not long after Isaac Ross left, his phone rang suddenly.
It was a call from his father.
Isaac Ross quickly answered and asked, "Dad, why did you call suddenly? Is it because of Leo Ross? He made a big mistake and deserves punishnt. Also, he was taken by The Vanguard, so if you want to defend him, it’s better not to."
On the phone ca Mr. Ross’s voice, "Why would I defend that scoundrel? I called to tell you that Miss Monroe, the physician you ntioned before, belongs to the Stanton Family, right? Sothing might be happening in her family."
Isaac Ross felt a throbbing at his temples, asking, "What’s happening in her family?"
"I can only guess. Your mother, believing in all that mystical stuff, invited a Daoist to do fortune-telling today. That Daoist received a call saying Stella Monroe invited him over, offering ten tis the pay your mom gave him. If it wasn’t to fake sothing, she wouldn’t offer such a high price. Their family situation is complex, and I know especially Stella Monroe is up to no good. I sensed sothing was off, so I called you."
Isaac Ross’s brows furrowed imdiately, "Stella Monroe certainly isn’t up to any good; she’s tried many tis to drive Sumr Monroe away. This ti, she likely has another sche to get rid of Sumr."
Mr. Ross couldn’t help but mutter, "What does Stella Monroe want? Instead of caring for a daughter as skilled dically, she wants to drive her out. As far as I know, the daughter she adopted is already dead, isn’t she? It’s baffling why she wants to drive out her only remaining child."
"You don’t understand, Dad," Isaac Ross sighed, "Stepchildren aren’t seen as kids, but as rivals for inheritance. Naturally, she wants them gone as soon as possible! And..."
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