Chapter 1291 by Marina Vittori

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 1291

“Mr. Larkspur, it’s been a while. Why are you so mad? Maybe I can make you some tea to calm your nerves.”

Brooke, Dustin, and Harper walked down the stairs, noting the chaos in the medical center. Brooke’s brow furrowed, but he quickly composed himself.

“Hey, Dr. Busch, I see you’ve decided to show up. I thought you were turning into a chicken,” Ziggy smirked, crossing his legs.

“I don’t think I did anything to offend you. It isn’t the best way to handle things by causing a scene,” Brooke calmly replied.

“I’m here to get medical treatment. Are you saying I’m not welcome as a patient here at Harmony Healers?” Ziggy provoked.

“If you’re here for treatment, I would be delighted to have you. But I’m afraid, Mr. Larkspur, you are not just here for the treatment,” Brooke replied.

“Enough of this; let’s talk about my treatment now.” Ziggy was unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a festering wound on his abdomen. He pointed at the wound. “Dr. Busch, you promised me your golden salve would heal me last time.

“But now it’s not healing, and it’s getting worse. How are you going to fix this?”

“Mr. Larkspur, the medicine I prescribed is specifically for external injuries. It shouldn’t be making your condition worse.

“I think you’re mistaken,” Brooke responded composedly. He knew Ziggy was deliberately causing trouble by aggravating his wound.

“Mistake? You were the one who treated the wound and sold me the medicine. “If Harmony Healers wants to deny responsibility for my wound, I won’t go easy on you!” Ziggy raised his voice.

“Don’t beat around the bush. Just tell me what you want, Mr. Larkspur,” Brooke said with a stern face.

“Very well!” Ziggy jumped up and held two fingers. “You have two choices: cure my wound or hand over Harmony Healers to me. Simple, isn’t it?”

“Nonsense!” Finally, Harper couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Mr. Larkspur, your wound was clearly self-inflicted. And now you’re trying to blame Harmony Healers for it. You’re despicable!”

“Ah, Miss Busch,” Ziggy said, rubbing his chin and looking at her seductively.

“It’s been a while since I last saw you, and you look even more gorgeous, especially those lovely legs. “I wonder, Miss Busch, do you have a boyfriend? How about a little date?”

“Ziggy! You’re out of line!” Brooke said, stepping in front of Harper and shielding her from Ziggy’s gaze. His granddaughter was his top priority, and nobody was allowed to mess with her.

“Out of line?” Ziggy scoffed at this, pointing at the wound on his abdomen.

“Dr. Busch, aren’t you trying to scam me by turning me into this? Is that not out of line?”

“I know what you’re up to, and I will never sell you Harmony Healers.

“It is my life’s work. You can forget about it!” Brooke declared firmly. Ziggy’s smile faded, and his eyes hardened. “Brooke Busch! Don’t you dare defy me like that just because you are a ‘skilled doctor.’

“If you continue to be stubborn, you be in for some rough treatment!” “No matter what tactics you use, we won’t yield, even if it leads to a confrontation!” Brooke’s tone was resolute.

“A confrontation? You may not have the skills to pull it off.” Ziggy scoffed.

“Besides, my patience is wearing thin. Don’t push me further, or your granddaughter could be time.” gone in no “You-!” Brooke was exasperated.

People like Ziggy were thugs and ruffians that would go to any lengths to get what they wanted. They would use all kinds of dirty tricks, and there was no way to protect yourself.

Brooke had lived long enough not to fear death, but what of his granddaughter?

What about the disciples of Harmony Healers?