Semua Bab The Reaper's Blind Date with Destiny: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"Hey beautiful, how old are you?""Thirty-two.""You okay with someone smaller?""Depends. What are you referring to?""Age, obviously. Unless you meant—? Anyway, no offense, but you look pale. Your lips have a purple tinge, your forehead's shadowed… like you've got gynecological issues. Lucky for you, I specialize in that field—"At the foot of the Vale of Cameron, Emory Belen was mid-conversation with the local village belle's sister-in-law when—THWACK!A sharp pain exploded across his skull as a white-haired old man smacked the back of his head. "You little brat! I sent you down the mountain to get married, not to harass women!""Master Wilson, I don't want to leave the Vale. I'd rather stay and take care of you."Tears welled in Emory's eyes.He'd been an orphan, adopted twenty-five years ago by Wilson Belen—the man who'd even given him his name. In those years, Emory had mastered the Phantom Arts of Medicine, the legacy of their lineage, and surpassed his master by unloc

"Master Quentin, is something wrong?" Madeline couldn't help but ask. Quentin had been standing silently, not taking his seat. "Is it the food? Perhaps the dishes today don't suit your taste? If that's the case, I can have all this Sacholles cuisine taken away," she said."This... this is really precious... and you just threw it into the trash?"Quentin didn't seem to hear her. His gaze was locked on the half piece of red truffle lying in the garbage can.He stared at it—As if his heart was bleeding."Precious?" Madeline looked puzzled. "Master Quentin, I'm not sure what you're referring to...?"Everyone in the Madison family turned toward him, confused."This red truffle."Quentin's hand trembled as he picked the red truffle out of the garbage. He rinsed it gently under clear water, then—Right in front of everyone, he popped it into his mouth and swallowed it whole."What?!"The entire Madison family froze in shock.Scarlet's face turned crimson in an instant.The tr

"Emory, shut up!" Helen's fury flared the moment she saw Emory offering unsolicited advice to Dr. Ian. "You don't know the first thing about medicine, so stop spouting nonsense. Dr. Ian is the top doctor in Goldspire. What makes you think you're qualified to show off your so-called skills in front of him? Just because you've read a few books on folk remedies?""Mom, Emory was only trying to—""Be quiet." Helen shot her daughter a sharp glare. "Do you have any idea what kind of damage reckless words can cause in a clinic? People can die because of them."Emory didn't argue. He only murmured to himself, as if he hadn't heard her at all. "When cold toxins enter the body, symptoms often include appetite loss and vivid dreams. Especially around midnight, a stabbing pain three inches below the navel, accompanied by—""That's enough." Before he could finish, Michelle's cold voice cut through the air. "I don't need you repeating my father's condition back to me. If you're really a doctor, t

Goldspire City, Hudds Ventures."Dad, something's happened to the Blackwell Enterprises." Lucy stood in front of Hudds, her expression complicated."What happened?" Darian's question came instinctively."It's… Michelle. Her father—he passed away. Suddenly."As Lucy spoke, she couldn't help but recall what Emory had once said at Dr. Ian's clinic."What? Clark's dead?" Darian was stunned, unable to process it right away."The autopsy report says it was due to cold exposure…" Her voice trailed off, hesitant."Cold exposure?" Darian fell into silence.Because he remembered—Back at the clinic, Dr. Ian had clearly treated Clark Blackwell's condition. If that were true, how could he die from something as mundane as cold?"Dad, do you think… maybe we really did meet a miracle doctor?"After a brief pause, Lucy's voice grew steadier, tinged with awe. "Maybe it wasn't just cold. Maybe… it was some kind of cold poison invading your system.""…Hmm." Darian considered her words, his

"What? Master Quentin, are you… are you serious? Alright. I understand."When Madeline hung up the phone, every pair of eyes in the room turned toward her."Mom, what did Master Quentin call about?"She drew a long breath, steadying the emotion in her voice. "Do you remember how the Caison family from Nambern was planning to invest in an international music academy in Vermillion Delta?"Everyone nodded."Well, Master Quentin just informed me—the representative from the Caison family is Robert Caison."At the mention of that name, her tone shifted, carrying a weight of reverence."What? Robert? The legendary Aetherlord?""He's one of the most powerful people in Sacholles, and he is coming to Vermillion Delta?""I heard Robert suffered a serious injury years ago. They said he wouldn't live past sixty. Maybe he's here to return to his roots. His mother was from Vermillion Delta, after all."As hushed murmurs filled the room, Madeline's voice cut through them like a blade. "Silenc