THE VENGEFUL HEIR

Liam Was Right

As soon as Liam spoke, the room erupted in anger. It was one thing if he did not know how to heal Natalie, but what he was saying now was outright insulting.

“Who the hell do you think you are to question Dr. Barret?” Michael snapped irritably, “Do you even know who he is?” 

“I think it’s time you leave since you’re just going to keep interfering with Dr Barret’s treatment.” He demanded coldly. 

Liam shifted his gaze across the room and was met with cold, annoyed looks.

He shrugged and heaved a tired sigh. 

Over the years, he had cured thousands, but he had also seen hundreds of people die because they refused to trust him. As a healer, he couldn’t force his treatment on anyone. 

“Believe it or not, you are actually putting her life at risk by leaving her in the hands of that man.” He said his voice calm but resolute, and without waiting for a response, turned and walked out.

“Get out!” Lisa roared with anger.

However, just when Lisa roared, she heard a scream from a maiden.

"Madam...Miss Natalie..." The maiden's voice trembled.

Lisa turned back shockingly, and she was frightened by what she saw.

Natalie started moaning in pain, her body trembling in discomfort. 

Lisa rushed to Doctor Barret, panicking,

“Doctor, please do something.” Lisa cried out.

Noticing that Liam had left the room, Doctor Barret sneered and turned back to the girl, “That arrogant bastard thinks he knows more than me?” He said, his pride clearly hurt.

Lisa tried to smooth things over with him,

“Doctor Barret, please forgive us. Just save my daughter.” She said apologetically, trying to appease him. 

“That’s okay,” he replied, and turned towards the maids,

“Hold her still, I’m going to administer the shot.” He added with a look of confidence.

Without question, some of the maids held Natalie down and he administered the injection.

Almost immediately, Natalie’s body became relaxed.

“I told you she’ll be fine,” Doctor Barret said with a smug smile.

“Just give her five more minutes and she’ll be able to get up on her feet.”

For a moment, it looked like he was right. Natalie’s breathing calmed and she became more relaxed. 

But, precisely ten seconds later, her breathing suddenly became heavy, and her body shook violently.

Lisa gasped, her mind racing in panic as Natalie vomited blood, and her nose began to bleed, “Doctor, what’s happening to her?” 

Mark’s face drained in color as he watched in horror, blood starting to seep from Natalie’s eyes and ears.

“Do something!” He shouted at Doctor Barrett, “I thought you said she was going to be fine, how can this be happening?!” 

Doctor Barret stepped back, his confidence shattered, “I…I don’t know how this is possible.” He stammered, staring helplessly.

Michael snapped, his heart racing, “You’re supposed to be an expert!” He yelled helplessly, not sure what to do, “Don’t just stand there, do something! She’s my daughter!”

If his daughter died, he would never be able to forgive himself. 

However, right at that moment, he suddenly remembered what Liam had said, his eyes widening in shock.

The young man was right.

Just as he realized this, his phone suddenly rang, stirring him out of his thoughts. 

He quickly glanced at the screen and saw that it was Jack Gunter.

Without delay, he quickly answered the call, “Mr. Young, has the Young Master arrived yet?” Jack’s voice came over the other end of the line.

“Young Master? What are you talking about?” Michael asked in confusion.

“I asked Master Moran to help treat your daughter. He should have arrived by now. Haven’t you seen him?” Jack asked curiously.

As soon as Michael heard those words, his hands weakened in shock, his eyes widening as realization hit him like a punch.

The young man he’d just driven away was the famed Master Moran, and the thought made his stomach churn in fear. 

Without hesitation, Michael ran out of Natalie’s room, fear and panic surging through him.

He could not believe he’d just spoken so rudely to his young master and only hope of saving his daughter’s life.

He reached the driver just as Liam was waiting for a taxi.

Desperate, he threw himself in front of the car, dropping to his knees with hands clasped in a plea.

Startled, Liam frowned and stared at the man blocking his path.

He stopped the car and quickly stepped out, approaching him with concern,

“Young master, please forgive me,” Michael cried, his forehead pressed to the ground, “I had no idea who you were… You’re the only one who can save my daughter. She’s dying in there. Everything you said was true. Please, please help her.” Michael begged.