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..

the Rowlands were shamelessly covering for him. Finding no recourse through official channels, the common folk seized the moment to expose Zaiden’s misdeeds as the

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

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, and then my granddad passed. They have no medical ethics. We demand justice from the

doctors to cycle cancer patients through surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation. They milked money from each department until there was nothing left, then left them to alternative medicine to die. My spouse had early–stage lung cancer and suffered this torture

one! It only harms. We demand

online, and coupled with Zaiden’s own incriminating

hope for the underprivileged to rise. With ethical healthcare, life was respected. If the law upheld justice, societal ills would be minimized. When these

ordinary people, exploiting desperate families in their darkest hours. The Rowlands‘ complicity still

impending marriage with the Clements had spread, and now the protesters had tracked them down to the Harmony Haven Hotel.

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

the Clements were now tainted by association and accused

all deserving of

lives! To hell

the world crumbling around her, and her cheeks stung not just from the physical blows but from the chaos of it all. She looked into the angry faces; In their eyes, she