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 observe the process so that he knows what

normal circumstances. If he did not have to rely on Boris to treat his

his intent clear, there was nothing much Boris could say in return. Otherwise, it would look like he

what we meant

head in.” Jermaine directed

medicinal scent wafted into their noses. Other than the large assortment of medicine, there was also a ventilator

his eyes tightly shut, and his frame as thin as a stick. Inserted in his mouth was a tube connecting to the ventilator,

son, Josiah. He was only in his second year of

around the fingers on Josiah’s right hand, there were no other visible wounds on his body. However, that thick dressing was already showing signs of being soaked in blood

paled at once. In the

a small room next door. Anyone could tell that she had not had a good sleep for a long time from her pair of bloodshot eyes and her

“M-Mr. Cadden…”