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 his attention in the first place;

people had reached out with a

rubbing his brow as

then, his phone rang-Cedric

James answered, "Dr. Clarke."

"How's Briony?"

got a minor lung infection. She'll

she's going to be

weary sigh. "I'm glad

didn't feel relieved

against her will during the divorce proceedings. That's kidnapping, plain and simple. I've already called the police-what

gone too far this time. But

pretend we're strangers. I always thought you had a good head on your shoulders, but after

a moment. "I'm sorry. I know it's too late to say anything now, but there's something you need to pass on

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

expect me to believe that? If he's so sick he needs intensive care, how did he manage