Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

James fixed his gaze on Ferdinand and asked, "What exactly is your relationship with Mr. Seven?"

He could see the suspicion in James's eyes as plain as day.

Ferdinand offered a calm, gentle smile. "The important figure who brought me to Northborough as a doctor recently-that's Mr. Seven."

James frowned. "Mr. Seven's not well?"

"Right. It's not cancer, but over the years he let his health slide, so he's got all kinds of chronic issues."

James's frown deepened. "So what do you think of him as a person?"

Ferdinand hesitated, then countered, "Mr. Delaney, do you find Mr. Seven untrustworthy?"

James was caught off guard. "Not exactly. It's just that Dr. Clarke mentioned something about Mr. Seven in Astara the other day."

"My relationship with Mr. Seven is strictly professional. I don't know much about his private affairs." Ferdinand paused, then added, "But I have heard he values talent, and apparently he doesn't have much family-most of the money he makes goes straight into charity work."

That much was true: Mr. Seven had an eye for talent.

had caught

had reached

ease, rubbing his brow as if physically dispelling the

his

James answered, "Dr. Clarke."

"How's Briony?"

infection. She'll need to

she's going to

sigh. "I'm glad

didn't feel relieved at

kidnapping, plain and simple. I've already called the police-what Stewart's

time. But there's more to

Clarke, if you keep defending Stewart, then the next time we see each other, let's just pretend we're strangers. I always thought you had a good head

say anything now, but there's something you need to pass on

divorce, and he will. He's just not out of intensive care yet. The earliest he

believe that? If he's so sick he needs intensive care, how did he