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“You’re a good protege, my favorite protege, in fact. I once told you that you might not be the most talented student of mine, nor did you pay the most attention during my lectures. However, you’re the kindest one out of all my students. “James, I’ve genuinely felt the spirit of being a doctor, which is to be benevolent and save lives because of you. It doesn’t matter whether or not you carry on being a doctor in the future. I want you to know that I’m very proud of the fact that you will forever be my best protege.” After patting James’ shoulder once more, Oliver exclaimed, “You’re such a good student of mine!” James was indeed a kind man, and this caused Javier, who was standing outside th

And I myself should now be able to feign complete ignorance of it. "Agreement? What's the deal James? What are you and Ava planning without me knowing?” I muttered and kept trying there. James slightly lowered his head and closed his eyelids for a moment there now. Until not long after that, James sighed loudly. I can clearly see how frustrated James is right now there. "Beta Oliver is dead, Sophia." James muttered as he started to looking at me once again. “W-what? Beta Oliver is dead? H-how did that happen, James?”

James described the vehicle and Oliver fell to the ground on his knees and gasped for air, he could not breath after hearing that it was the exact same vehicle that caught on fire. “What's wrong Mr Haywood?” Juliet!!” James screamed the name of the head maid to rush over here. “Call the family doctor immediately!!” Romulo heard the commotion and rushed down stairs “What is going on” He knew Oliver came but did not understand the reason why James had screamed. James is someone who doesn't react even when someone dies in front of him, but for him to scream for them to call the doctor it means it was serious. Romulo was shocked when he saw the terrifying state that Oliver was in “What happened

On the contrary, there was a feeling of numbness. Olive deleted the question mark in the input box and typed it again hesitantly. “Are you okay?” Three seconds later. Liam, “?” She didn't know exactly what she had done in sleepwalking. Olive had no way to explain it. After caring about the status of the "victim", she asked directly how he wanted to solve this matter? “Let's talk about it later.” Olive couldn't help saying, “You seem to have been thinking about it for a long time.”

I came into the room after assisting Sofiah with the dishes and having a brief random chat with Uncle. I entered the room, changed into my nighties and laid on the bed, with a novel of my favorite author in my hands. Nora Roberts always keeps it real. Oliver walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, which was way too below his waistline, for my comfort and peace of mind. Walking to the front of the mirror, he picked up his armpit spray and applied it. I just couldn't stand it anymore, "Could you put on something decent, Oliver?" I muttered.