Chapter 130

"Young man, don't make promises you can't keep. Everyone hits a rough patch, and sometimes even a hero can be tripped up by the smallest thing. You could always work at my hospital as a doctor. I promise you'll be well-compensated," Wasyl said, coming down from his high horse. He could tell the boy was not from a rich family by his plain clothes and spoke with a sense of superiority—after all, who did not like money?

Before Elio could say a word, Yvonne spoke up with a frown, "No need for that. Elio won't ever be short on cash; he's got me."

Wasyl's frown deepened, and he said grumpily, "Well, I won't keep you. I'm a busy man. I'll be off." He stormed toward the door, clearly angry.

"I'll walk you out," Yarely offered politely, her hips swaying as she moved. She was glowing with health, looking as fresh as a spring morning.

Tony shot Elio a nasty look and left with the two nurses following him.

They were ignored by everyone else. Cherish and the others clustered around Elio like h