Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Upon reaching Dr. Felch’s residence, the sky was already dark.

Dr. Felch was waiting for them by the village entrance. From a distance, Charlotte saw an old man sporting a white beard in plain clothes standing beneath a large tree. He was smoking a tobacco pipe while looking into the distance.

“That’s Dr. Felch.” Mrs. Berry recognized him at first glance. “He hasn’t changed one bit even after twenty years.”

“Yeah, I still remember Dr. Felch coming to our house when I was young. He looked like now. Father joked about him being immortal because he never seemed to age.”

Charlotte thought about her father and was hit by a pang of sorrow.

When the car came to a halt, Dr. Felch immediately brought over his apprentice, Sam, to welcome them. Looking Charlotte up and down, he commented, “I haven’t seen you for more than ten years and you’re all grown up now.”

“Dr. Felch, do you still remember me?” Charlotte asked excitedly.

“Of course, I do.” Dr. Felch nodded continuously. “You look just like your mother!”

Charlotte was slightly caught off guard at the mention of her mother.

what about me? Do you still remember me? I’m Mrs. Berry.” The older woman said enthusiastically, “I came to visit you with Mr.

Mrs. Berry closely. “You don’t seem to be in good health. Since you’re here, I’ll take a look and see what

Thank you!”

Felch’s kind smile made him seem like a long-lost relative more than a doctor. “How was

“It was quite alright.”

and Dr. Felch chatted all the way and soon, the group

was made out of bricks and white tiles with a small and quiet courtyard. There was a strong fragrance of herbal medicine throughout the entire place. Various herbs were planted in the backyard, while a shady tree stood

girl wearing an apron over her floral jacket ran out from the kitchen with a spatula in her hand. Seeing Charlotte and Mrs. Berry, she

“Huh?” Charlotte was bewildered.

a kidney transplant. It was your father would paid for her treatment. Later on, he provided for her education as well, so she’s always been grateful

father

people

hurry to be a hospitable host yet. Instead, he took his profession

her hand. Dr. Felch carefully examined her complexion, then checked her pulse and drew some blood before

your rooms first.” The