Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The winter sun always brought about a unique warmth.

Sam placed a pillow on the wheelchair while Zachary helped Dr. Felch into it. He then placed a blanket over Dr. Felch and ordered Sam to light the fire.

A dying person would definitely be afraid of the cold, so Dr. Felch desperately needed to warm himself up now.

After making sure Dr. Felch was comfortable underneath the blanket, Zachary told Hayley to feed Dr. Felch some hot soup.

Basking underneath the sun, Dr. Felch warmed himself up before the crackling fire and drank some soup before regaining his senses. He squinted at Zachary and summoned his energy to say, “Thank you!”

“No problem. You saved my wife and kids,” Zachary answered, reaching out to wipe the stain on his lips.

Back then, he didn’t even get a chance to take care of his own grandfather.

Now that the chance had arrived, he wished to repay Dr. Felch’s favor.

“I’m sorry…” Dr. Felch mumbled apologetically.

he couldn’t speak coherently,

countless lives and did many

Charlotte and Ellie, repaying

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as strong as before and ignored his condition. Though I want to treat him, my stamina

even after he was dead, but he had no idea he’d breathe his last breath

is fixed,” said Zachary as

Sam immediately realized what he meant. The latter pulled out

paper was full of unintelligible words and strange drawings. There was no full stop, and only half of the drawings were completed, so it was clear

pointed

gave the paper to Zachary and said solemnly, “Last night, Dr. Felch woke up briefly and told me a man might understand the plan he wrote on the paper. You might have

be?” Ben inched nearer

name is Francesco,” revealed Sam carefully. “He was Dr. Felch’s first apprentice and had remained with him for twenty years. As he was extremely talented, he inherited all of

his head low, feeling somewhat ashamed. Though he had been Dr. Felch’s apprentice