Impossible!Sara thought inwardly as she gripped the steering wheel of the car she was in tightly.The Bolton family was the overlord of Riverdale, their authority absolute.For its patriarch, Caleb Bolton, to act so respectfully towards Alistair was unimaginable.There was no way what she was seeing was real.If she weren't so far away, she would've reached out and wrenched the man around herself, just to see if it really was him. Noticing Sara's sudden stop and her stunned expression, Tristan asked worriedly. “Sara, you okay?... You look like you've seen a ghost.” Recalling she wasn't alone, Sara quickly turned to Tristan, her breathing uneven. “Did you see that?”“See what?” Tristan asked with a raised brow.“Look in your rearview mirror. The person across from Mr. Bolton… is that Alistair?”Sara's voice was urgent, tinged with slight panic. Tristan frowned, then glanced at the rearview mirror, but saw nothing.He asked suspiciously. “Sara, are you seeing things? It's empty.”He

Finding herself at a crossroads, Sara had no intention of leaving the gates of the Bolton residence without achieving something.So, gritting her teeth, she boldly pushed past the guards. “Mr. Donald, just give me a chance to explain, please.”Donald paused briefly before glancing back at her.Seeing an opportunity, she continued, her tone laced with desperation. “I know what I did was wrong and I wouldn't have done this if this meeting wasn't important. All I need is just a few minutes with Mr. Bolton and his guest, I'm sure they won't be disappointed with my business offer. If that can't happen, then at the very least, let me get their contact information. Please, just do this for me and I will never forget your kindness.”Sara knew she was taking a reckless gamble, succeed or perish, there was no in-between. But she had no other choice. Donald sneered. “You are quite the opportunist, Ms. Connor. You somehow managed to learn about my father's private business. You know I can punis

Caleb frowned, his voice turning cold. “Charlotte, mind your manners!”“But father, Elizabeth's life at stake and we can't be too careful!” Charlotte retorted. “I understand,” Caleb said in a calmer tone. “But there is no need to doubt Sir Reid's capabilities.” “To get his contact, I had to reach out to Mr. Parker of the Arcadian Southern Region Chamber of Commerce, who personally assured me of Sir Reid's competency. If it weren't for the favor I once did for him, he wouldn't have been willing to reveal any information about Mr. Reid at all.” Hearing that, Charlotte still looked unconvinced. This was her precious daughter's life on the line, she couldn't just trust some stranger easily. Turning to Alistair, she asked coldly. “Are you sure you can cure my daughter?” “I think so, but who knows?” With a shrug, Alistair calmly replied. “How fearless,” Charlotte said with a frown, clearly displeased. “Young man, every doctor who's ever set foot in this house came from the top hospi

Dr. Martin furrowed his brow as he stood at Elizabeth's bedside, completely baffled at the sight of the needles embedded in her skin.“Did you do this?” He asked in a sharp tone as he turned to Dr. Charles.“Of course not.” Dr. Charles shook his head, he'd never dare to try something so foolish and reckless. “It's a quack doctor. He claims that Miss Elizabeth is poisoned and that those needles can suck out the poison.”“What rubbish? And you just stood by and let him do it?”“It's not like I had a say in the matter.” Dr. Charles quickly defended himself.Then without even asking for permission, Dr. Martin went ahead, about to pull out the needles.“Hold on!” Seeing this, Donald barked.“What's it now?” Dr. Martin asked, his brows knitting in displeasure. “Doctor, my father already brought in someone to treat my daughter,” Donald explained. “That doctor said she was afflicted with a cursed poison and the needles mustn't be removed for now. Doing so could be dangerous.”“Utter nonsense

“So you're the one who touched the needles?” Alistair sneered, his gaze cold and mocking, as if looking at a fool who didn't know his place. “So what if I did?” Dr. Martin's eyes flickered, but his pride kept him from backing down.“Nothing,” Alistair said lightly, his tone dripping with disdain. “I'm just wondering, how does someone so utterly incompetent, arrogant, and shameless still have the nerve to bark orders here? I heard you're ranked among the top fifty in the global medical field, the so-called ‘Legend of NIM’. Tell me, did you pay someone to put your name there?”“You–!”“Shut up! This is all your fault!” Charlotte snapped her voice trembling with heavy regret and fury.The next moment, her palm landed hard across Dr. Martin's face, shocking the doctor greatly.Then, she turned to Caleb, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. “Father, please! We have to save Elizabeth, hurry!” Jacob, meanwhile, hung his head low as he shrank to the side, too ashamed and guilty