Master of his heart

Chapter 629

“The Rowlands! Get out of Beaconsfield!”

“The Rowland Hospital is corrupt! Zaiden has blood on his hands!”

“Rowlands, go to hell! Justice will be served!”

The crowd had encircled the

embers of the Rowland and the Clements families, hurling rotten

eggs with such precision it was clear they had practice.

Just moments ago, a group of cancer patients‘ family members had gone public with a damning accusation against Zaiden. The details were horrifying..

shamelessly covering for him. Finding no recourse through official channels, the common folk seized the moment

and the recorded video detailing the tearful testimonials of suffering families had gone viral.

was seventy. He was diagnosed with late–stage liver cancer with metastasis. There was no hope for treatment, they said. But Zaiden promised a cure if we sold our house and pulled together over a million dollars for top–notch medical care. We spent every penny,

them to alternative medicine to die. My spouse had early–stage lung cancer and suffered this torture for three months before passing. The Rowlands have blood on their hands! I have recordings of Zaiden. I demand

one! It only harms. We demand justice!”

own incriminating audio, it was the nail in

long as education remained fair, there was hope for the underprivileged to rise. With ethical healthcare, life was respected. If the law upheld justice, societal ills would be minimized.

desperate families in their darkest hours. The Rowlands‘ complicity still allowed him to climb the ranks within the

crowd now swarming the scene was fueled by righteous anger after watching the video. News of the Rowlands‘ impending marriage with the Clements had spread, and now the protesters had tracked

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security was overwhelmed, and the Rowlands were pelted with rotten eggs and spoiled lettuce.

bystanders, the Clements were now tainted by association and accused of collusion.

lot, all

value our lives! To hell with you!”

stung not just from the physical blows but from the chaos of it all. She looked into the angry faces; In their eyes, she saw the desire