I’m Someone Else

Richard gave Thomas a long, thoughtful stare. Earlier on, Richard had studied the brooch that was stabbed into Olivia’s acupuncture point. Everything that Thomas did—from the accuracy he had to the strength he applied—was near-perfect. Furthermore, what shocked Richard the most was the angle at which Thomas had inserted the brooch. He had inserted it at a diagonal angle that allowed him to target two acupuncture points, which subsequently allowed him to stop the bleeding.

Judging by Thomas’ skills, he knew more than just one or two acupuncture points that helped to stop the bleeding. What puzzled Richard the most was how the young man before his eyes had minimized all his hard work when he had an obvious opportunity to take credit for whatever he did. “What’s going on here, Richard?” Norman asked.

“You need to thank this man. Olivia’s wound from the dagger had been really deep. If this young man hadn’t managed to stop her bleeding with the brooch, I’m afraid she might have lost too much blood before she even got to the hospital,” Richard explained.

“Ah! Well…” Norman was dumbfounded for a moment. So, Thomas isn’t the killer who hurt Olivia… He’s her savior! I got it wrong all along! I can’t believe we created such a huge fuss! Norman’s cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. This was the largest misunderstanding he had ever made in his 50 years of living.

man, Norman, cause you any trouble, Thomas?” Sean had already given his father, Michael Morton, a call beforehand. Are you trying to assert dominance over me just with the use of your old age, Norman? You didn’t even give me a chance to explain myself, huh? Well, I’ll get my father to come over. Let’s see what you say then! Sean was angry just at the thought of what had happened in front of the emergency room earlier. He was furious—Norman

and circled around Thomas to make sure that Thomas wasn’t injured before he

saw this happening, he felt a surge of warmth in his chest. It seems like this guy did more than just sit around and wait for me, huh? He tried asking for backup, and he even approached his father for my sake. He was willing to risk his family’s reputation

Thomas a cigarette before lighting it up for

took a look at the clock. “Let’s head back to Haven for now,” he ordered. After what happened with Nate, Thomas felt like he had learned a new lesson. Whenever someone doesn’t know their limits and crosses their boundaries, I have to do something that scares them. It’s like how one would have to kick a dog when it’s charging at you, just to teach it not to

past—the worst thing he had ever done was just to break Nate’s fingers. That might have been a good-enough lesson for any other person, but it wasn’t threatening enough for a man like Nate, who had seen so much of the world. So, this time, Thomas wanted Nate

was already waiting for them at the front entrance. “Where’s

for a long while just for Thomas to be back from the military, and he had intended to host a meal for Thomas at his very own hotel. I can’t believe Nate, that annoying pest, showed up and ruined my plans! He deserves to suffer! How dare he mess with Thomas on my grounds?! He’s killing

face looked badly beaten up. It was just as William had said—William’s men had already taught Nate a lesson, and it seemed like they

glaring at Thomas. He stepped forward to give Nate a tight slap. Meanwhile, Thomas dragged a chair over to sit down in front of Nate. “I beat up one of your men, Wallace, because he deserved it. He said the wrong things. You, on the other