The Black family? Peter Black? The moment that name crossed my mind, I immediately glanced at Harry. He had just learned about Neil's background from me and understood Peter Black's obsession with Neil. He could indirectly guess the purpose of the Black family's visit to the hospital, especially since he was certain he had no dealings with any of the Blacks."Go notify the security team. Make sure to stop every single member of the Black family," Harry ordered."Yes, boss," the employee replied, quickly leaving to carry out the instructions."I'm going to meet him. You go find Neil," Harry said."Okay," I responded. "Be careful. That person is not to be underestimated.""How about this? If anything happens, you come and save me?"My phone rang—it was Harry's doing. I wanted to roll my eyes but I reconsidered. Being able to instantly know what the other was going through wasn't a bad thing. I answered his call, put on my headset, and opened the door to head out. Harry did the same, fol
"It's okay, say what you want to say to him," I whispered to Neil."That's not my home, I'm not going back," Neil gathered his courage to respond."I've told you before, it's better to be with me than staying at that company. Besides, haven't the Lee family deceived you enough?" Peter Black urged."How do you know..." Neil looked surprised, and Harry and I exchanged a glance. It seemed Peter Black knew more than we had anticipated."The way you ask confirms that you know too. It seems your brothers, Harry and Ryan, treat you better than the Lee family," Peter Black continued."Uncle Lee has been good to me.""Has he really? Just giving you a status is being good? It doesn't matter now; you have a new identity."Peter Black pushed a folder towards us on the table. As soon as I opened it, Harry leaned in to take a look. Astonishingly, Peter Black had completely obliterated Neil Lee's identity and had created a new identity for him as Neil Black."Now you're no longer Neil Lee, you're Ne
"Neil, are you alright?""Neil, are you feeling any discomfort?""Could you two please step aside so I can check on Neil?"Since this wasn't our home turf, we all moved aside. Harry immediately pressed the button by the bedside and started examining Neil. Shortly after, the attending physician arrived. After a brief exchange, the physician proceeded to check on Neil. Following the examination and a simple conversation with Neil, the doctor confirmed that Neil hadn't lost his memory. However, whether he had fully recovered his memory was something we, his acquaintances, would need to ascertain through further interaction.In truth, none of us three knew Neil before his memory loss. Even if we had questions, they would be quite limited, unless they pertained to Richard Lee. We had all agreed that we didn't want too many people to know about Neil's past. So, Harry asked the doctor and nurses to leave, and it was just the three of us and Neil left in the room. Harry was the most qualified
Harry was strict. Despite our shameless insistence on staying at his place, he didn't allow us near Neil's room outside of visitation hours. To ensure Neil's absolute rest, Neil didn't leave his room, not even for meals, which were brought to him. While Harry cared for Neil, I was left facing the annoying Peter Black, keeping a close watch on him to prevent any harm to Neil. Annoyingly, he adapted quickly, treating the place as if it were his own home."Neil told me he remembers most things now," Harry said as he sat down to eat the dinner prepared by Peter Black."You asked him?" I was eager to know about Neil's past as well."Yes," Harry began. "Neil said he used to live alone in the mountains. One day, an old Chinese doctor moved there to retire. The doctor liked Neil a lot and took him in as an apprentice. Their life was very peaceful. The old doctor enjoyed his retirement while Neil learned traditional Chinese medicine. When Neil was old enough, the doctor arranged for him to att
"My original name is Peter River. About ten years ago, my family was attacked by a large group of vampires. Few of us survived, just me and some distant relatives. Later, I discovered that these were not rogue vampires but organized family. These family are known as the Cairn Family and the Wayne Family.""Cairn?""Yes, like Harry Cairn. Initially, I suspected him, but I couldn't find much evidence. He doesn't have much connection with vampires; in fact, his closest associate is you. Besides, if he can run a hospital, his likelihood of being involved is low.""Aren't you afraid he might use the hospital to obtain a blood supply?""I looked into it. His hospital—no, I should say your hospital—has an impeccable record. It genuinely adheres to the principles of medical ethics and maintains high-quality care. Otherwise, I wouldn't have allowed Neil to be treated there.""You've investigated quite thoroughly.""Better safe than sorry."Of course, Peter couldn't find anything. Harry was a r
"Master, this is the third time we are going to resurrect him. Are you sure we should continue?""Please continue.""Master, this is our final chance.""Continue, please, I beg of you, continue." I knelt before the elderly man, pleading.It was the first time in my life that I had to beg someone, beseeching our family's magician butler to once again revive a human man.The first time, my dominance and brutality had led to his demise; the second time, my deceit and selfishness had caused his death; and now, the third time, my delusions and recklessness had resulted in his demise once more.His gradually cooling body lay before me once again.The magician butler had warned me beforehand that if we were to resurrect him, his life would become even more arduous, his personality would become simpler. Despite knowing this, I had agreed without hesitation, confident in my ability to protect him. I had assured the magician butler that there wouldn't be a next time, that I would cherish him, l
It was yet another tiresome day, hiding between the walls of the football club's locker room, pretending to be engrossed in the assigned task. Ever since the coach banned outdoor training, my presence on the actual field had become a distant memory. Despite this constraint, I was still obliged to attend roll call and wait until the designated time to leave. This necessity arose from dual considerations: firstly, due to my conspicuous appearance, the risk of being discovered was immense, and if I dared to be absent, I might face lazy accusations; secondly, I found myself directly in the coach's crosshairs, owing to inadvertently attracting the attention of his lover. Sigh, I was relentlessly pursued by this woman, entangling me in an inescapable web of conspiracy.“Count me as unlucky”. I supposed. What else could the unfortunate do, except hid away in the confines of the locker room, scrolling through the smartphone, engaging in a bout of mobile gaming?"Hi, sorry for the inconvenienc
In the dark locker, I could discern his facial expressions with remarkable clarity, thanks to my superior night vision, which allowed me to see clearly even in low-light conditions or complete darkness. After all, it's part of my werewolf nature. Sensing his desire to speak, likely due to being frightened, and with the sound of the coach's footsteps and voices outside, I promptly covered his mouth with my hand. Under the cover of my large hand, his eyes, widened in fear, finally met mine. Gesturing for silence with my other hand, I began to appreciate the beauty in the way he looked into my eyes, his gaze filled with apprehension yet captivating nonetheless.As his gaze accustomed to the darkness of the locker, he caught sight of me staring directly at him. His inherent shyness was once again triggered, causing him to immediately avert his eyes downward. However, in the confined space, with both of us in close proximity, facing each other, his head naturally lowered, effortlessly maki