The Man’s Decree

Chapter 587 The Real Master

Just as Theodore and Jared were about to step out of the door, Jermaine stopped them. “Hold on a second…”

“Mr. Cadden?” Theodore turned around to look at him.

“You guys can stay.”

It turned out that Jermaine had changed his mind because of one thing—Jared’s attitude.

In his eyes, Jared was a magnanimous person despite his young age. Not only was he unfazed by how Boris and Galen ridiculed him, but he also was not infuriated when asked to leave. What impressed Jermaine the most was how, in spite of everything, the young man was still willing to stay around and lend him a helping hand if there was a need.

“Mr. Cadden, what is that supposed to mean?” Boris’ brows puckered in a slight frown at Jermaine’s instruction.

Yonce, I’ll still need your help to cure my son. As for this young man, we’ll treat it as an opportunity for him to

clarification for any of the decisions made in normal circumstances. If he did not have to rely on Boris to treat his son, he

say in return. Otherwise, it would look like he had no respect for

out what we meant by good

Jermaine

followed behind. As soon as they stepped foot inside the bedroom, a strong medicinal scent wafted into their noses.

on the bed was a young man who looked roughly in his early twenties. He had an extremely sickly appearance—his face a ghastly pallor, his eyes tightly shut, and his frame as thin as a stick. Inserted in

man in the description was Jermaine’s son, Josiah. He was only in his second year of

on his body. However, that thick dressing was already showing signs of being soaked

paled at once. In the next

a girl ran out from a small room next door. Anyone could tell that she had not had a good sleep for a

“M-Mr. Cadden…”