Chapter 18

The young soldier snorted and replied, “Don’t ask what you shouldn't. Just focus on treating Her Ladyship’s throat, and you'll be

handsomely rewarded.”

Zachary nodded repeatedly, not daring to utter another word. His back was already drenched in cold sweat. This morning, these

soldiers had imposed a strict lockdown on the hospital without any room for negotiation. Then, he made an immediate call to the

OF Mare Military for clarification.

To Zachary’s shock, the commander-in-—chief Steve Gonzales, a battle-hardened general with three golden stars on his

shoulder, was tight-lipped. Steve even cautioned Zachary to handle the situation with the utmost care and not to delay the

treatment at any cost.

Not only that, but Steve also ordered the best doctors available to be called in. Moreover, the best medical practices were to be

applied to ensure the young lady’s throat would be healed.

Suddenly, an anxious and angry shout disrupted Zachary’s thoughts.

“Where’s Doctor Cavill? Where is he?” A middle-aged man in an expensive suit stood at the entrance of the pediatrics

department, accompanied by three imposing bodyguards.

Ignoring the soldiers blocking the way, the man repeatedly shouted at the elderly doctor who had been with Zachary earlier.

“Doctor Cavill, what’s going on? Weren't you supposed to treat my son? I won't see any other doctor; it must be you! Do you

think you're above the Chesire family? If you delay my son’s treatment, I’ll make sure you pay with your life!”

Zachary's face instantly ashen, and he was about to respond when two soldiers promptly appeared before the man, crossing

their arms in front of him intimidatingly.

“Those who dare to disturb the treatment of our Lady will face no mercy!”

Seeing these two burly soldiers, the man from the Chesire family was immediately filled with rage.

Who were these soldiers, and how dare they block his way?

“Do you know who I am? Do you know who my close friend is? General Gonzales, the commander-in-chief of the Ol‘ Mare

Military, is a dear friend of the Chesire family! You'll regret disrespecting me! With just a phone call, you'll be homeless! Get out

of my way now!”

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The man shouted rudely, shoving the two soldiers aggressively.

At the same time, the screeching sound of brakes echoed through the air.

ARolls-Royce sporting a custom ‘ALEX' license plate smoothly pulled into the hospital’s entrance and came to a steady halt

before Zachary and the others.

This was the Lord of War’s private car.

Alexander stepped out and called out, “Amber, Olivia, come with me.”

Zachary, the two assistant hospital directors, and several senior doctors hurried forward to greet them respectfully.

“Are you Mister Kane? Is this Miss Chesire?” Zachary asked, “I’m Zachary Kramer, and these are some of the finest experts in

our ENT department. We'll do our best to treat Miss Chesire’s throat.”

Alexander nodded slowly, replying, “Good! As long as you-”

He was cut off by a voice in the distance.

It was the man from the Chesire family, who observed the situation. “Tch! I was just wondering who it was, but it was you!

Alexander, Amber, open your eyes and take a good look at who I am!”

Alexander turned to look, his gaze growing icy. It was none other than Neil Chesire, Patrick’s eldest brother and Amber’s uncle.

“You worthless piece of shit!” Neil yelled, forcefully pushing aside the two soldiers in his path and rushing forward with three

Chesire family bodyguards. He berated Alexander angrily, “Just because you're connected to the military, you think you can

pretend to be someone so important?!

“My son has hand, foot, and mouth disease, with blisters around his mouth and ulcers in his throat. He’s here for treatment! No

wonder Doctor Cavill refused to treat him. He was waiting here for you all along! If my son’s condition worsens because of this

delay, you’ll have to take responsibility for it!”

Alexander realized he had not seen Neil at Donovan's birthday celebration. It seemed Neil was here to get his son treated at the

hospital. He seemed to have inherited Donovan's charming traits; both were foul-mouthed and egotistical.

The father and son truly resembled each other, recklessly ignorant of their own limits.

Holding Olivia, Amber glanced at Alexander and Neil helplessly in the face of this unexpected reunion. They had come to the

hospital with high hopes for

with Patrick for the family’s inheritance.

Eventually, Donovan passed the inheritance to the next generation in response to their heated disputes, which led to the son-in—

law matter.

With Neil blocking their path, how could they proceed with the throat treatment?

Perhaps this treatment would be delayed for another day.

Amber placed Olivia on the ground and tugged at Alexander’s sleeve, signaling her thoughts using hand gestures.

“Alex, let's go. We'll let your Uncle Neil tend to his son for now. I’ve been unable to speak for so long; we can afford to wait a bit.

We can come back another day.”

“No need.” Alexander shook his head, smiling. He lifted Olivia into his arms and held Amber’s delicate hand, heading straight

toward the hospital building.

As for Neil? He was nothing more than an insignificant insect, not worth his attention.