Long before their downfall, the Radcliffes were the first family in Brooklyn Heights to build a real pharmaceutical and healthcare system.Back when the four districts still relied on crude clinics and street-corner remedies, they were the ones who opened proper dispensaries and treatment centers, laying the groundwork for the city’s medical world.What made them truly unique was their approach: the Radcliffes were the only enterprise that practiced Traditional Chinese Medicine and modern Western medicine side by side, never favoring one over the other.They treated patients with balance, ancient formulas for the body, modern science for the wounds—earning the trust of both the older generation who preferred TCM, and the rising youth who wanted modern methods.But when the Radcliffe family crumbled fifteen years ago, something else died with it.TCM vanished from Brooklyn Heights with no bold surviving Radcliffe successors, nor guardians of the craft. Those who once practiced the old

Elijah raised his hands like a helpless man and said hurriedly, “I didn’t say Wilson Rosenberg sent you. I was only wondering. Isn’t it okay to wonder?”He didn’t know who the bigger fool was in a situation like this.Was it these unprofessional men who hadn’t completed their course in hoodlum tactics and intimidation, or Director Wilson?The Brotherhood Gang and the $2 million recovered were important details that only a few people at the Medical Center knew about. Who else had stolen the credit for everything if not Wilson Rosenberg, who had not the slightest idea how things had been solved?Serena and her secretary didn’t believe his claim, so they couldn’t possibly have sent people after him. Even Vivian Cross was out of the question.Director Wilson was the sole suspect in the matter, with every single piece of evidence pointing back to him. He had sent him out here to be crossed and questioned by this group of hoodlums.Instead of asking him about the truth of the matter or a

Rosalie stopped the female officer with her hand and said quickly, "He's not one of them."The officer frowned at Rosalie and responded arrogantly, "Don't touch me. I'm not arresting him because he's one of them.""Then why are you arresting him?"Even Elijah frowned slightly and looked keenly at the young woman's face. He recognized her, but he couldn't quite remember where from. But one thing was certain: he hadn't offended the police yet."You! Stay out of my way. If you dare interfere with an ongoing investigation, I'll arrest you too." The female officer warned Rosalie, her expression feisty as she waved her hand.Rosalie gritted her teeth. "Is something wrong with you? You come here and try to do as you like because you are an officer? We are the victims here, not the perpetrators of crimes." She couldn't understand why the police officer was being arrogant and unreasonable."Don't blame me if I arrest you..." she snorted, and laid a hand on Rosalie's, intending to put cuffs

"Huh?" Elijah didn't know how to hide his reaction to this one, and it was even evident on his face.Officer Sophia beamed a quick smile and told him, "I know you weren't expecting it, so I'll give you time to think about the matter.""I don't need to think about this, Officer Sophia," Elijah told her politely. "I don't want to be a part of your police force."His main mission for returning to Brooklyn Heights wasn't completed yet, so he couldn't afford to get distracted.Moreover, the police force was the heart of the corruption in this city. The government shook hands with the Ainsworths under the table for numerous benefits.Sophia's bright expression fell, but that didn't stop her from saying, "You are not becoming a part of the police force as a sworn officer. There are opportunities to work as a volunteer and help the police force deal with crimes and wrongdoings as a 'concerned citizen.'"She emphasized her last words, as that was the basis of why the man in front of her had a

Huh?The experts were shocked and stopped kowtowing to the Wexlers.Timothy cursed from the side, "What are you waiting for? If you don't break your legs today, don't blame us for being reckless with you.""That's right," Julian's mother said arrogantly. "Do you think you're allowed to walk after my son has been crippled? Break your legs or die today. Hmph!"One of the experts staggered up angrily and spat, "Let me see who dares to cripple us today. You Wexlers are really despicable."They had made sure the young master survived the attack by getting the necessary treatment, but this was their payment.Adam Wexler stomped angrily. "You dog! Do you dare stand against the Wexler family? Do you know who we are?""Who are you?" another expert stood up and said boldly. "Can you be compared to Elijah Langston? Truth be told, you stole his family mansion from him. Shouldn't you cripple yourselves in return?"Yet a third expert stood up and said, "We are the Wexlers' experts, and most of us d