Deborah nodded to herself, as if the more she spoke, the more convinced she became. “He couldn’t confront Jefferson directly, so he must have gone to the Mayor for help instead. That must be why he didn’t respond to my messages earlier.” Raymond scoffed. The sound was low, but in the quiet room, it was impossible to ignore. At that moment Dahlia and Deborah both turned sharply, their attention snapping to him. He stood near the side, his posture relaxed but his gaze cold, as if the entire conversation had been nothing more than a pointless joke. Immediately Dahlia blinked, momentarily thrown off. Raymond had remained silent for most of the conversation, and yet now—his presence felt overpowering. Deborah, however, frowned at his reaction. “What’s so funny?” she asked, her tone laced with irritation. Raymond smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. “You’re giving credit to the wrong person,” he said, his voice calm but cutting. Deborah’s brows furrowed deeper.

At that moment Raymond stopped beside her, his gaze flickering toward the street. He didn’t answer immediately.He had never been the type to explain himself—especially not about things that weren’t worth discussing.After a beat, he let out a low hum. “Why wouldn’t I be?”Then Malisa sighed, clearly not satisfied with the response.She knew better than to expect more from Raymond. He was always like this—distant, unfazed, impossible to read.At that moment Before she could say anything else, however, the air around them shifted.A sleek, black luxury car pulled up beside them, its polished surface reflecting the neon lights.At that moment the door opened smoothly, and from it stepped a man dressed in a tailored suit, his features sharp, his demeanor calculated.Waylon.Son of one of the most powerful families in the city. A man who was always smiling, always polite—but never trustworthy.And, most importantly—a man who had been persistently pursuing Malisa.His deep, dark gaze swept

Then, John spoke up again, his tone triumphant.“Father, we don’t need to take risks.”“Dr. Damien will soon be here.”At that moment Vincent’s expression shifted slightly hearing Dr.Damien's name.Dr. Damien—one of the top ten doctors in the country.He was a man of solid credentials, decades of experience, and an impeccable reputation that had earned him trust among the nation’s elite.Compared to Raymond, a complete unknown, Dr. Damien was the obvious choice.Raymond stood calmly, his posture unbothered, while John, Vincent’s son, leaned back against a nearby chair, his arms crossed, his expression filled with mockery.“You expect us to believe that you—some random nobody—have medical skills that surpass some of the best doctors in the country?” John scoffed, shaking his head. “This is a joke.”Beside him, Vincent’s wife, an elegant woman in her fifties, sat with her hands delicately folded on her lap. Her gaze toward Raymond was completely indifferent, her disbelief evident.“This

Vincent exhaled in relief.Even Malisa, who had been quietly watching the exchange, let out a small, knowing smile. Back in the room, the tension that had once filled the air had now shifted into something entirely different—anticipation. Dr. Damien, who had always been regarded as one of the top ten doctors in the country, found himself experiencing something he hadn’t in years—excitement. At that moment His sharp eyes studied Raymond as he prepared to begin the treatment, his curiosity piqued beyond measure. He had spent decades in the medical field, treating countless elite figures, but the recent news of a mysterious healer using an ancient acupuncture technique had already begun making waves in the medical community. And now, to learn that the man behind it was Raymond—a man so young, whom he would had initially doubted—was almost unbelievable. Dr. Damien stepped forward, adjusting his glasses. “Young Doctor, if I may,” he said, his tone respectful, “I would like to

The moment the words left his mouth, the entire room went silent. Immediately Vincent’s eyes widened slightly. Drake, who was still on his knees, snapped his head up in shock. Even Vincent’s wife, who had just stormed out earlier, froze in the hallway. Dr. Damien… One of the top ten doctors in the country… Was begging to become Raymond’s student? John felt his mind blank. His mother felt lightheaded. Vincent, who had already begun to suspect that Raymond was far more than what he appeared, now found himself deeply convinced. Raymond, however, looked completely unmoved, he didn’t show surprise. Instead, he just stared at Dr. Damien for a long moment, then let out a slow exhale. “You want to be my apprentice?” Dr. Damien nodded firmly. “Yes.” Raymond tilted his head slightly. “And what do you think you can learn from me?” Immediately Dr. Damien straightened his posture. “Everything.” At that moment Raymond let out a low chuckle. “You already have years of