Sophia sighed, shaking her head. Dismissing Leonard as ignorant and inexperienced, she didn't ridicule him for the offer to buy the Mermaid's Tears from her family. "It's not about money, Leonard. The thing is, my grandfather has been suffering from a strange illness for years. A few months ago, it spread malignantly, and he became bedridden." "We've called countless doctors, but most couldn't even diagnose what was wrong, let alone treat him. This went on until a master physician finally identified the illness and told us the only cure was the Mermaid's Tears." She paused, her expression heavy with the weight of years of worry. "The Mermaid's Tears is an extremely rare item. We had lost hope until yesterday, when my Uncle, Walter Remington, finally found it." "Today, my family has gathered the best physicians from across the country, including the master who proposed the cure. They're all working to heal him with the item." She inhaled deeply and met his gaze. "I really can't pro

Drake, Walter, the assembled physicians, and the Harrington relatives stared at Leonard for a stunned moment before the room erupted into loud laughter."You didn't even go to college, let alone medical school, and you're claiming to be a doctor?" one of the relatives mocked, shaking his head in disbelief."Forget being a doctor—you should be a comedian! But please, don't make me laugh any harder than this!"Drake let out a mocking chuckle of his own. "Tell me—how exactly did you learn medicine? Divine enlightenment? Or were you born with a stethoscope in hand?"He turned to Sophia with a sneer. "Is this really the man you claim saved you? This fool? It's obvious you're lying!"Sophia's face turned red with rage. "Shut up!" she shouted. "You're the foolish one! So what if he didn't go to college? Is school the only place to learn medicine?"She turned towards the rest and added, "Aren't there physicians here who never stepped foot in a college or university, but are the best in their

A flicker of fear and panic crossed Drake's face. His eyes darted, and he masked his expression with a forced smirk.Drake straightened his posture and turned to the gathered physicians, his voice dripping with overconfidence. "Alright then," he announced. "Are any of you willing to confirm the ridiculous diagnosis of this pretend doctor?"He was certain no one would dare step forward. After all, they wouldn't risk offending him—he was a Remington! This was exactly why he felt so untouchable.Sure enough, faced with his challenge, the physicians immediately busied themselves around Sophia's grandfather."I'm busy!""I need to finish them!""I don't have time to spare!"One by one, they waved Drake off, pretending to examine the elderly man with great focus. But anyone paying close attention could see they were merely going through the motions while doing absolutely nothing.Drake smirked inwardly, satisfied. He turned back to Leonard, feigning innocence."As you can see, they're all p

Drake reappeared at the chamber door wearing a fresh pair of trousers and a crisp shirt. Oddly, his expression was calm and detached as though the earlier humiliation had never occurred.If someone had just walked into the room, they might have assumed he was arriving for the first time that day.Yet, truth could not be hidden. Faint wet stains were still visible on the marble floor, telling a different story.The guests exchanged awkward glances, their faces twisting with secondhand embarrassment. They thought Drake was either incredibly thick-skinned or utterly shameless.No one voiced the thought aloud, though. Crossing a Remington was never wise.Leonard's brows drew together—not at Drake, but at one of the two young men flanking him. Victor Langford. What was he doing here, of all places?Victor spotted Leonard at the same moment. His eyes widened in disbelief. He rubbed them once, convinced he was hallucinating. But no, it was really him.Victor's jaw slackened. How was this pos

Arthur Harrington stirred slowly, his eyelids fluttering open as consciousness returned.The moment he did, Sophia flung herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably against his chest. Still disoriented, the old man instinctively wrapped his frail arms around her, gently patting her back in comfort.His gaze drifted across the room until it landed on Gregory. His son stood frozen in place, his eyes glossy, visibly fighting back tears.Gregory had never been one to show such raw emotion. This only deepened Arthur's confusion. Had his son and granddaughter lost their minds? What on earth had happened?Noticing his father's bewilderment, Gregory stepped forward, his voice thick with emotion and overwhelming relief. "Dad, you've been ill for nearly a year. We tried everything to bring you back. And now…. You've finally come back to us."Arthur's eyes widened in disbelief. He was ill? For that long? He had no memory of falling sick, let alone enduring such a prolonged ordeal.Yet as the o