As more and more people gathered in the hallway, Joseph and Cora's faces turned pale. They had never been in such a situation before. Out of nervousness, their palms became drenched with sweat.Timothy remained calm and composed. He pulled over a chair and sat down. Then, he smiled at them and said, "Mom, Dad, you sit down. If I say tell you everything will be alright, it will be as I said."Cora nervously bit her lip and glanced at Joseph. Joseph returned her gaze with a bitter smile and said, "Honey, since Tim is asking us not to worry, then there's nothing to be worried about.""But…" Cora still felt uneasy.This was Lomford City's largest hospital. It most probably had a powerful and influential backing or benefactor. As ordinary citizens, they didn't even dare raise their voices around the doctors here.Now, Timothy had caused such a big scene at such a prominent place. Cora was understandably both anxious and worried.She took in Timothy's calm demeanor and sat down with a
Timothy snorted coldly, "Don't give me that nonsense. If I hadn't acted, would you have even shown up? Now you're all talking nicely and asking for an explanation. I'm the one who should be getting a reasonable answer from you."Right now, it's just one department that's problematic. If you push me any further, I'll turn your whole hospital upside down.""You wouldn't dare!" Isabelle screamed back."Try me!" Timothy challenged.Neither was willing to back down. The air became thick with hostility as the tension between them arose. Timothy stood his ground and stared frostily at Isabelle.Isabelle shuddered reflexively. For a brief moment, she found Timothy's gaze terrifying. She had a fleeting thought of backing down and submitting to him to avoid conflict.Outside, the murmuring of the crowd grew louder. People started to point and whisper at the scenario unfolding before them. Isabelle blushed slightly and bit her lip hard. She pointed at Timothy furiously and said, "I know
The cocky man leading the group of police inspectors was Ivan Barton, who happened to be Isabelle's cousin. When Isabelle saw him arrive, she went over to him and complained, "You're finally here, Ivan. That guy over there is the troublemaker!"She then pointed at Timothy. Ivan frowned as he sized Timothy up for a moment before scoffing dismissively. "I thought he was someone important, but he's just a punk! Don't worry, Isabelle. I'll make sure to teach him a lesson!""Thank you, Ivan," Isabelle replied happily.With a wave of his hand, Ivan's group of inspectors immediately assumed an aggressive stance. Ivan sneered, "Hey, punk. Will you put on the cuffs and come with us quietly, or should we give you a beating first? You have a death wish, stirring up trouble here."With a smug smirk, Isabelle looked at Timothy and taunted, "Where's all your bravado now? Weren't you so tough just a moment ago? If you're so good at fighting, why don't you try taking on the police inspectors
Isabelle clenched her fists so tightly that her nails turned white. The once beautiful expression on her face was now full of resentment. She never would have imagined that Timothy would know the head of Ivan's precinct and that he would even address Timothy as "Mr. Yeager". She couldn't help but wonder who exactly Timothy was.The more arrogant she'd been earlier, the more humiliated she was now. Isabelle could feel her cheeks heat up. She was embarrassed as the onlookers in the hallway whispered and pointed at her, causing her face to alternate between different shades of pink and red.Timothy glanced at her indifferently and said, "Why aren't you speaking? When there's a problem, you solve it, not run from it. If you still don't admit your mistakes, don't blame me for making a scene in your hospital today."His tone was calm, steady, and firm. There was even a faint smile on his lips as if the words he spoke were nothing more than routine things that one did instinctively witho
Moreover, Marshall's attitude was quite decent. Timothy's mentor had mentioned before that the patriarch of the Barton family was somewhat eccentric and shrewd in handling affairs. Despite those quirks, he wasn't a bad person overall.Soon, Marshall arranged for another doctor to examine Tiana. As Timothy was about to accompany her and go into the examination room, Marshall smiled and said, "Mr. Yeager, may I invite you to my office for a chat?"Timothy contemplated for a few seconds and glanced at Marshall. "Sure.""That's great. This way please, Mr. Yeager." Marshall then turned his gaze toward Isabelle and ordered, "Come to my office too, Isabelle."Isabelle bit her lip. Her eyes were a little red as she shot Marshall an aggrieved look. She was upset but didn't dare to defy her grandfather, so she followed them reluctantly.They went to the top floor of the hospital, where the director's office was located at. Timothy sat on a luxurious leather couch while Isabelle sat next
A human anatomy model in the corner caught Timothy's eye. A meridian chart was pinned behind it. The model had numerous circles and dots on it with densely written notes. There were also several silver needles stuck into it. Timothy was surprised to see this. "Are you studying acupuncture, Mr. Barton Senior?"Marshall chuckled and replied, "Yes, I come from a long line of alternative medicine practitioners, so studying medicine runs in the family. Our ancestors were experts in ancient acupuncture techniques, but by this generation, those skills have become a thing of the past and are mostly forgotten. None of the younger members of my family know much about acupuncture anymore."Timothy squinted slightly and observed the silver needles stuck in the model. Then, he smiled faintly. "This is the Orphic Octo Technique, but it's incomplete. Only the first three needles are correct, and many of the meridian positions are wrong."Marshall's eyes widened, and his body jolted reflexively i
Isabelle's expression became wary. "What do you want to tell me?"The mischievous grin on Timothy's face caused a sense of apprehension to arise within her. She exclaimed, "Grandpa, you're not going to send me to this scoundrel's bed, are you?"She was on the verge of tears. To the outside world, she was a cool and unfriendly woman one could only dream of or pine after. But in front of Marshall, she was just a young lady who dared not go against his word.Marshall sighed, clearly exasperated. "What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of person did you take me for?""Then, what do you want from me?" Isabelle asked, still wary.Marshall chuckled and said, "Well, Mr. Yeager and I had a small chat about that. You're going to serve as his personal maid for half a month.""What?" Isabelle screamed in outrage. She felt dizzy and almost passed out. Being Timothy's personal maid and taking care of him was worse than death—this was outright degradation!"No way! I won't do it! It's
Timothy smirked and said, "Didn't you ask me to demonstrate? I'll use you as a test subject.""In your dreams!" Isabelle retorted.Timothy shook his head and explained calmly, "You're suffering from an imbalance of the energy within your body. That's why you have dizziness and irregular periods. If I'm not mistaken, you haven't had your period in three months. You also frequently experience severe abdominal pain. "Sometimes your period doesn't come when it should, and in other times, you have unexpected spotting even when it isn't your menstrual cycle."Timothy paused and looked at Isabelle with a grin. "Am I wrong?"Isabelle was stunned. She stared at Timothy in disbelief and pointed a trembling finger at him. "How... How do you know that?"Timothy shrugged. Before Isabelle could respond, he stepped forward and moved behind her. With one swift movement, he lightly tapped two meridian points on her body. In an instant, Isabelle froze and became unable to move.She stared at Tim
Timothy remained silent and enjoyed the show. Cecilia knelt and looked up with a sensuous gaze. She bit her red lip and asked, "Master, do you want me?"Timothy's expression was one of amusement, and his emotions remained inscrutable to Cecilia. She slowly reached out and touched Timothy's belt. As she observed the changes before her, her eyes were filled with shock. She gasped subtly, swallowing hard. The comparison between Leon and Timothy was like night and day.Her cheeks flushed as she looked up at Timothy, her eyes full of astonishment. It wasn't for any reason other than the fact that Timothy was… simply too overwhelming. She had dated several guys and had seen plenty, but none could compare to Timothy. Her hands trembled as she tried to undo his belt. Her throat felt dry, and she licked her lips nervously. She made a few attempts but ultimately failed. A light sheen of sweat formed on her face.Timothy continued to watch her, feeling amused as she knelt in front of him
"Time to die." A whisper, like the voice of death, echoed in Leon's ear. Just as he was about to speak, Timothy's hand moved in front of him—a simple, light swipe.Leon's body froze instantly. Seconds later, his lifeless body collapsed to the floor. Cecilia looked at Leon's body and let out a hysterical scream. Leon's face was gone—his entire face was gone! Where his face used to be was now a flat, bone-smooth surface, as if it had been cut by a saw. The cut was so clean and smooth that it looked terrifyingly unreal. It was a gruesome sight.Cecilia had never witnessed something so horrifying. After her scream, her voice was caught in her throat as fear consumed her. Her stomach churned, and she couldn't hold back as she vomited. She slid down to the floor, looking disheveled. She looked at Timothy with tears welling up in her eyes. Her face was absolutely pale as she sobbed, shaking like a leaf. "Please… Please spare me… I'm begging you…"Timothy's eyes darkened, a bloodt
Leon's expression was twisted in anger as he shouted, "Did you think I'm powerless against the likes of you? Raise your hands and get on your knees!"Timothy wasn't the least bit surprised. He stared at Leon with deep, intense eyes. "Put the gun down. I don't like being aimed at."Leon cocked the gun and loaded it with a click. His finger rested on the trigger as he sneered. "You're still acting tough at a time like this. I'll admit that you're gutsy, but you must die here today."Timothy shook his head with a regretful expression. "I told you I don't like being aimed at. Put the gun down. If I'm in a good mood, I might spare your life. But if you don't put it down in three seconds, I'll have no choice but to send you to hell.""Send me to hell? You don't have what it takes! I've been with Blackgeld for years. I've seen it all," Leon responded.Timothy's expression shifted as he asked, "Has someone in Blackgeld been planning to kidnap Mavis Jefferson, the CEO of Jefferson Group, l
Leon laughed heartily and reached out to grope Cecilia's ample bosom. She let out a soft moan, squeezing her legs together instinctively as arousal traveled up her body. She wrapped herself around Leon like a snake, her eyes seductive as she bit her lip.She whispered, "Leon, I want it again. Come and give it to me."Leon's eyes became bloodshot. "Oh, you little vixen. It seems like you're not satiated yet. I'll make sure you get more than you bargained for today!" He flipped over, positioning himself on top of Cecilia. Just as they were about to enjoy their moment, a knock came from outside. "Hey, open up. Don't be a coward," Timothy called out.Leon shouted mockingly, "Idiot, did you think I'd be stupid enough to just stand where I was and wait for you? You've taken the bait. You're dead meat now!"Outside, Timothy shrugged helplessly and said, "If you open the door now and apologize on your knees, I'll leave your corpse intact. If you don't, things won't end well for you whe
Cecilia stared in disbelief at the man downstairs. It was like something straight out of a movie, yet it was happening vividly right before her eyes. She had never imagined that in real life, someone could actually take on dozens, or even hundreds of men alone. Timothy demonstrated what it meant to be fiercely skilled. Those thugs wielding machetes and clubs became nothing more than straw men in front of him. Every punch, every kick, every movement of his body became a deadly weapon. No one could get close to him. It was as if he had some kind of sixth sense for dodging attacks. He consistently slipped away just before the weapons could land. Timothy moved effortlessly with a relaxed expression. Every one of his moves was fluid and purposeful. One thug after another fell. They were reduced to nothing more than bouncy balls in the courtyard, as they were sent flying in all directions by Timothy's kicks. With each casual slap or kick, someone would be launched through the air.
At that moment, Leon was just done having his way with Cecilia in a luxurious villa. Cecilia lay naked on the bed, her face flushed. Her fair, long legs were posed seductively. Leon, breathing heavily, touched Cecilia's smooth bottom and grinned wickedly. "Babe, you've gotten even better. I almost couldn't handle you."Cecilia looked at him with a seductive gaze, tracing circles on his chest with her finger as she said sweetly, "Leon, I have my eye on a new bag recently. It's so pretty. I want it so badly.""If you want it, just buy it. How much is it?"Cecilia's face lit up, and she replied coquettishly, "It's around 80 thousand dollars."Leon, puffing on a cigar, scoffed. "80 thousand? That's nothing."He got up and walked to the safe in the corner of the bedroom. Then, he entered the code. Cecilia looked over and was stunned. The safe was full of cash and gold bars! Her heart raced as she also saw a gun inside. It was the first time in her life she had seen one, and she was
The store assistant became excited and recounted, "It was a young man, and he just left the store. He didn't dress well and didn't look wealthy. But he came in, barely glanced around, and bought a bracelet. "That bracelet was close to three million dollars, and he bought it right away! We've been in business for several years. This is the first time I've seen someone who keeps such a low profile."Susan was stunned, and Jason was equally shocked. He looked at Susan, swallowed hard, and stammered, "Could it be… Timothy?"Beside him, Susan did her best to suppress the shock she was feeling and asked the store assistant, "Can you describe what he looked like and what he was wearing?"The store assistant described him briefly, and Susan was absolutely flabbergasted. The person she described was indeed Timothy!She felt like she'd just been struck by a bolt of lightning that left her head buzzing. She couldn't believe that Timothy had bought a bracelet that was about three million dol
Susan had broken up with Timothy and cheated on him back then because he was poor. If Timothy was rich now, it would be a bitter pill to swallow for her. But on the other hand, she felt something for Timothy deep in her heart. It was a kind of feeling that she couldn't quite place her finger on. After all, she had genuinely loved Timothy back then. She ultimately left him because he was dirt poor. If he was rich now, wasn't there a possibility for them to rekindle their relationship?Susan refused to believe that Timothy had no lingering feelings for her at all. Back then, he had been so deeply in love with her. In the present time, it didn't seem like he had a girlfriend or a woman by his side. Even if he did, she was probably nowhere as good as her.Those two conflicting thoughts occupied Susan's mind. As such, a conflicted expression appeared on her beautiful, delicate face. Timothy had no idea what was going through Susan's mind at that moment. If he knew, he would have tol
Susan bit her lip, and a complicated expression appeared on her face. Since she and Timothy had been in a relationship in the past, meeting again at this moment was somewhat awkward. After a brief silence, Susan bit her lip again and forced a smile at Timothy. "We meet again. Are you shopping at the mall too? What a coincidence."Timothy shrugged. "It's not a pleasant coincidence, though. After all, someone here clearly doesn't welcome my presence."Without a doubt, he was referring to Jason. Jason's expression soured in response. He glared at Timothy and scoffed coldly as he said mockingly, "It's good that you know. Indeed, I don't wish to see your face. Running into you brings bad luck."He looked Timothy up and down before sneering again, remarking, "It's not that I have bad luck—it's this place. How could someone as broke as you even think of coming here?"Susan tugged at Jason's hand and said with a frown, "Jason, we're all classmates here. Is it necessary to be so harsh w