Dauntless God Of War

“Doctor, what a coincidence! I wasn't expecting to see you here,” came a familiar voice near Harold.

As Harold turned, he recognized the man who had spoken in his favor at Wilhelm's ward earlier. The man was now approaching him with a woman by his side.

“What a coincidence, indeed. Thank you for helping me out earlier, mister,” Harold greeted and thanked him as he stood up, pleasantly surprised.

What Harold did not know was that it was not a coincidence. Lothar had deliberately followed him to the mall.

To make the encounter seem more like a coincidence, he even invited his wife on a shopping trip, though he did not tell his wife about the true aim of his invitation.

“No, no, Doctor. It's nothing, really. Here is my name card. Please take it and feel free to call me anytime you encounter any trouble in Xenhall. I'm not trying to show off, but there isn't anything I, Lothar Hightower, can't resolve in Xenhall.”

As Lothar spoke, he passed a gold foil-stamped card to Harold.

Harold glanced at the card after taking it.

On it was written: Lothar Hightower, Chairman of Hightower Pharmaceutical Group.

On the other hand, the woman beside Lothar became annoyed when she saw her husband giving his business card and showing respect to someone wearing a hospital gown.

While she had to admit that her man was capable, she felt that he was too nice to others, especially to people who showed meager traces of talent.

He did the same for someone else, and now, he was treating a young man with reverence again.

She felt that her man was not at all acting like the powerful figure he was.

In the meantime, Harold was feeling flustered by the way Lothar was calling him a doctor. Right as he was about to say something, the woman beside Lothar uttered, “Hubby, there's a pretty dress over there. Why don't we take a look at it?”

She was even tugging Lothar's clothes to urge him to leave.

“What's the hurry? Can't you see that I'm talking to Doctor?” Lothar angrily snapped at his wife at her interruption.

“A doctor? What doctor? He's clearly one of the patients. You're the richest man in Xenhall, so can you start acting like it? Why are you always seeking the company of 'improper' people? Why are you always so polite with insignificant strangers while being so fierce toward your family members?” the woman retaliated with equal fury when she heard Lothar's response.

When Lothar heard his wife calling Harold an insignificant stranger, his expression darkened.