All Chapters of The Underestimated Ex: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

The Boone and the Tyson families are the gods of medicine. These are the very people who pronounced Williams as the best doctor in the world. Their names were dangerous enough to frighten people when they heard them. No doctor would say they don’t know these people who are said to have the power to revive any dying human or animal and also the power to end a person’s life if they wanted to. They’re feared because of how strange they appear. It’s because of the thought that maybe he might have met one of the family members of either Boone or Tyson and didn’t recognize the person, and he’d just been talking casually and even looking down on them at first. Because it only makes sense that Adrian was able to know every detail of the injection in his hands — it’s made by those families and it’s gifted to him because he’s proven to be loyal. And it’s only with these medicines they’ve given him that helps him stand out among other doctors and be able to claim to be the best in the w

The air became almost still as John was caught between sacrificing his pride to save his father’s life or watching his father die to protect his pride.The air grew tighter and more difficult for him to swallow as he looked back and saw the unrecognizable look on his father’s face.He was paling really fast, and it seemed as if he’d die any moment soon.Not having any other choice, John hesitantly walked forward, taking each step that drew him closer to Adrian carefully, as though he was deliberately trying to slow down the pace of time—wishing for a miracle that’d make him skip this weight of humiliation he was about to face before Adrian.It wasn’t supposed to be like this in the first place, but then Dr. Williams had clearly said that Adrian was their only solution. And if that’s the case, he had no more choice left to think of. If he didn’t act now, his father might die, and he was sure that such guilt would never fade from his heart

“What’s going on… why is my father’s face turning black?” John’s voice cracked, trembling between curiosity and panic.He tried to remain calm, biting down the urge to lash out or accuse Adeian again. The memory of kneeling before him earlier still burned his pride raw, and he didn’t want to taste that humiliation twice. For now, he chose patience — at least until his father’s life was out of danger.If not for Dr. Williams’ clear words — that Adrian was their only solution — John wouldn’t have been here at all. It was that statement alone that forced him to act like he’d suddenly become a man of reason, pretending to respect someone he once saw as beneath him.But despite the tension Nola’s words carried, Adrian didn’t move, didn’t flinch, didn’t even blink. His expression was perfectly calm — like the surface of still water untouched by storm.That unbothered silence burned Nola’s nerves. His calmness always felt like mockery — as though he was silently telling her that her anger me

When Steve heard the words “keep an eye open for her,” it took only a second before he caught on to what Adrian truly meant. “Okay, Master, sure… but won’t you already be leaving this city and heading back home?” Steve asked in a curious tone. This time, the voice that once carried no real concern began to sound worried. “I mean, searching for Vivienne isn’t the problem,” he continued, “but you know you’d have to leave sooner before the Boone family comes to find you first…” The silence from the other end of the call made Steve’s heart tighten. “Master?” he called. But there was no response. “Are you thinking of actually staying here longer? Think about it—even if you find Vivienne now, it’d be a risk trying to live a normal life when the Boones are involved. You, of all people, know they’d never hesitate to harm her…” Steve’s concern grew wilder, a

In a different place. The air shimmered with its calm usual rhythm, refreshing the flowers that surrounded the staggering building towering gently over a beautiful garden. It smelled as though the glory of the garden had risen to reign again, like shining stardust in motion. The flowers opened their arms to embrace the silent breeze that swayed around them, and the building itself appeared as if the flowers had sprouted from its very structure. Its abundant curves gave it a rare grace. The striking mix of silver and soft paint tones made it shimmer under the chandelier lights that illuminated the night — refusing to bow to the darkness of its hour. Inside, Mr. Williams arrived. His heart raced sharply as he walked through the main entrance after passing security. Each step echoed softly against the floor as his mind replayed what he had discovered. What frightened him most was the th