Mr. Prescott remained seated on the floor, staring at Tyler with disbelief as he struggled to understand what had just happened. He slowly turned his head toward Tyler, his face still showing signs of shock as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. "How... How is this possible?" he asked weakly, his voice filled with disbelief. "Just a few minutes ago, I couldn't even breathe properly. My entire body was shaking uncontrollably, and I felt as though I was about to die. It was as if death was standing right in front of me, waiting to take my life."He paused and swallowed before continuing, his eyes moving briefly toward Dr. Peter before going back to Tyler."I honestly thought that was the end of me. I couldn't control my body, and I could barely draw a breath. But somehow, you managed to save me when our family doctor, who has treated us for years, couldn't do anything to help me."As he spoke, he slowly lowered his gaze to his hands and began moving his fingers, carefull

Dr. Peter stood frozen for several seconds after hearing Mr. Prescott's decision. "Mr. Prescott, please, you cannot be serious about this," Dr. Peter protested, stepping forward with an anxious expression. "I understand that things did not go as expected today, but you have known me for years. I have always done my best to take care of your family's health, and I had never deliberately done anything to put your life in danger. Please, give me another opportunity to prove that I am still capable of doing my job."Mr. Prescott looked at him coldly, showing no sign that his plea had changed his mind. "I have already made my decision, and I will not reconsider it," Mr. Prescott replied firmly. "You may have served this family for years, but that does not give you the right to make careless decisions when someone's life is at stake."Dr. Peter's face tightened with frustration. He wanted to argue further, but the look in Mr. Prescott's eyes made it clear that there was no point. He w

After thinking about everything that had happened, Mr. Prescott slowly turned his attention toward Tyler again."Tyler, I want to say something to you," Mr. Prescott began, his voice calmer than before. "I know we have not had the best relationship since you came into this house, and I also know that I have said things to you that were not pleasant. But after what happened today, I cannot pretend that I don't owe you something. If you had not stepped forward when you did, I might not be sitting here right now."Tyler turned toward him and listened without interrupting. "I am grateful that you saved my life," Mr. Prescott added, giving a slight nod. "I understand that you took a risk when you decided to intervene, especially after Dr. Peter had already declared that nothing could be done. I don't want your efforts to go unrewarded. Therefore, I would like to give you a substantial amount of money as a gesture of appreciation. You can consider it my way of thanking you for what you h

Victoria listened carefully, realizing that Martin's fear was greater than she had initially imagined. As she studied her son's troubled expression, she understood that Tyler's return had shaken him more deeply than she had expected. Victoria took a slow breath and stepped closer to him, lowering her voice to ensure their conversation remained private."Martin, panicking will not solve anything," she said firmly. "I understand that Tyler's return has created problems for us, but we cannot allow fear to control our decisions. We need to think carefully about what we are going to do next."Martin frowned and shook his head, clearly struggling to accept his mother's advice."How can you expect me to remain calm when you saw what happened today?" he asked in frustration. "Tyler disappeared for two years, and we believed we had finally gotten rid of him. Now he has returned, and everything is suddenly different. We never prepared for something like this because we never expected him to

Several hours passed, but Tyler remained standing in almost the same position while Eva continued sitting on the bed. Although they had discussed their future earlier, Eva's mind was still filled with questions about Tyler's unusual confidence and the promises he had made concerning their wedding. As she sat on the bed, she occasionally glanced at Tyler, who was still standing near the door with his hands folded behind his back. He appeared perfectly comfortable, showing no sign that he intended to move anytime soon. After watching him for a while, she finally decided to speak."Tyler, why are you still standing there?" Eva asked, looking at him with a puzzled expression. "You have been standing in that position for a long time. Why don't you come to bed and get some rest?"Tyler turned his head toward her and offered a calm smile."I'm comfortable here, Eva," he replied casually. "You don't have to worry about me. Just make yourself comfortable and get some rest."She stared at hi