Wynter glanced up, looking in the direction of the voice.
Fabian was awake, resting on the hospital bed. Despite his age, his eyes didn’t show signs of aging.
Instead, he exuded a calm and steady deanor.
It was a vibe only so could possess, resulting from years of ups and downs in the business. world.
Even in the business world, when it cos to temperant, ten Ewan Yates put together might not
asure up to this elderly gentleman.
Even though he had not fully recovered yet, you could sense the authority in his tone.
Aside from Fabian, that handso patient from yesterday was also there.
He sat by the bedside with his legs crossed, not wearing a suit today. He exuded a sickly charm,
placing his slender, pale hands on his knee.
It looked like he was playing chess with Fabian. He smiled when he saw her enter the room.
Wynter gave him a polite nod. Then, she put down her black bag and walked over to Fabian. She
smiled politely and said, “I wouldn’t dare to call myself a lifesaver. It’s our duty as doctors to treat
patients.”
However, Fabian’s hand froze when he saw her exceptionally beautiful face. He completely forgot to
make a chess move.
This genius doctor looked so much like his lover when she was younger!
If he hadn’t been so busy starting his business in the past, his lover wouldn’t have left Kingbourne to
move to Frenda.
Fabian sank into thought, but his eyes couldn’t leave Wynter’s face. He wondered if she was his little
princess, as she looked so similar.
Fabian got excited and couldn’t help but blurt out a question, “Dr. Genius, are you from Southdale?
Have you ever visited Kingbourne or perhaps visited the Empire State Building?”
When he asked this, he gripped the chess piece tightly, like he was hoping for sothing.
This made Dalton, who was always perceptive, pause for a mont as well. His good- looking eyes
turned towards her.
Wynter put her bag down and avoided his gaze.
“Yes, I’m a local, I haven’t left here yet. I’ve seen the Empire State Building on TV. My classmates say
you have to see it in person to understand how magnificent it is,”
Saying this, Wynter smiled. “Soday, I’ll take my grandma there.”
She didn’t need to share her family’s matters with the patients. Besides, the reason “Dr. Miracle” could
keep her whereabouts a mystery was because Wynter chose to stay hidden.
Although Fabian had anticipated the answer, his hand holding the chess piece drooped after hearing it.
It was as if his whole spirit had deflated.
He cald his emotions before saying, “It’s just my old eyes playing tricks on and my mind getting
muddled. Dr. Genius, please don’t mind .”
“Not at all.” Wynter couldn’t bear to see the old man distressed.
After a mont of thought, she added, “Mr. Quinnell, your family has been doing good deeds for
generations. Your descendants will not suffer. I’m sure your little princess will co back safely.”
Hearing this, Fabian sat up straighter and gave her a crinkly–eyed smile. “I hope so.”
Seeing the old man happy, Wynter also smiled.
Suddenly, Dalton spoke up. His voice was calm and sowhat indifferent. “How did you know the
Quinnell family was looking for soone?”
It was a tricky question.
Wynter narrowed her eyes slightly. When she looked at Dalton again, the corners of her eyes curved
into a smile.
“Just a guess. Yesterday, when I was treating Mr. Quinnell with acupuncture, he kept mumbling ‘little
princess‘ over and over.”
“I thought Ryan told you.” Dalton tilted his head and smiled at her, continuing to play chess. “It doesn’t
matter how you know. You’re one of us.”
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