Chapter 117: A Test of Nerves
The back garden housed a glass conservatory, where rare orchids and a seascape appeared surreal, dazzling, dreamlike. As they walked, Taylor glanced sideways at Yunice, noting how calm and composed she was, seemingly unmoved by the Kendall family’s extravagance. What Taylor didn’t know was that Yunice had grown up seeing this kind of opulence in the Powell family.
They climbed the spiral staircase until they reached the fourth-floor sky garden. Gerardo was sitting at a table while a casually dressed doctor slowly moved a stethoscope over his chest. Yunice stared at the man’s back—it looked strangely familiar. Out of respect, Taylor said nothing, quietly waiting for the examination to end.
“Mr. Gerando, it’s the same old problem. You’ve been skipping meals again, haven’t you?” The doctor turned around; it was Joe. Yunice recognized his voice immediately and subtly angled her face away, keeping herself out of view. Of all people… she never expected the Kendall family to bring him in. And if Joe was here, could Wyatt be here too?
Taylor stepped forward and placed a hand on her father’s shoulder, scolding him gently, “Dad, I’ve been sending meals to your office every day. You’re telling me you’re too busy to even take a few bites?”
Gerardo, a man with a broad, composed face, frowned. “You’ve never run a business, so you wouldn’t understand—once things get moving, there’s no time, and honestly, no appetite either.” Taylor wanted to argue, but Gerardo raised a hand to silence her. She turned to Joe instead. “Dr. Joe, is my dad’s condition treatable?”
This wasn’t Joe’s first time examining Gerardo. He stuck to his usual assessment: medicine alone wouldn’t help—Gerardo needed to start taking better care of himself. Taylor didn’t press further and personally walked Joe out.
Gerardo sat back down at the table, one hand pressed against his stomach. As he looked up, he finally noticed someone else standing nearby. She was wrapped up tightly, her identity concealed. Just then, several footsteps echoed from the glass staircase. One set was the sharp click of heels—Taylor’s. The office… was a call.
Yunice instinctively turned around, her palms tightening, eyes locked on the approaching figure. First came Taylor’s face. Then a head of short hair appeared behind her. Finally, a pair of eyes—cool, unreadable, holding a…
Yunice’s heart jumped to her throat. Why does standing in front of art always feel like I’m doing something wrong? But trying to leave now would mean running straight into him. She pressed her lips together and stayed rooted where she stood.
Taylor didn’t bother hiding her attitude toward Wyatt. After all, Gerardo had arranged for her to marry Paul—Wyatt was the…
She ignored Wyatt and walked straight over to pull Yunice toward Gerardo. “Dad, let her give it a try. My stomach pain… she cured it. That ointment you’ve been using? She made it too?”
Chapter 117: 4 Test of Nerves
With that one purchase, Yunice’s mask fully slipped—in both Kieran’s and Wyatt’s view. Gerardo gave her a glassy stare, then gestured for Wyatt to sit instead. Serving her father a knowledge only Wyatt and not Yunice had, a flicker of disappointment crossed Taylor’s face.
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But Wyatt also sat down at once with something unreadable in his eyes, then sat down slowly. “Mr. Gerando, Ms. Taylor’s…” even… We immobaneb followed up. Ms. Dylor exercised the method on herself. That’s real devotion?
“…shot and your appetite was gone so she had me do meridian bloodletting, sally arguing the energy points in her fingers. Night after the procedure she ate an entire bowl of the…” Merdan… Gerando looked over at Taylor. Daler… smiled at her from behind his back, summoning an awkward smile.
“Now I’m curious.” Wyatt smiled. Both Yunice and Taylor turned to Gerardo, evidently waiting for his decision. Gerardo… the idea of bloodletting at the fingertips sounded downright…
Wyatt chuckled. “Waxaha Mu Gerando… ate two needles…”
“Kishiculous!” The remark hit a man’s pride and was a powerful thing. Gerardo reached out his hand. “What’s there to be scared of?”
That was until Yue pulled out a touchschon noodle and Gerardo’s lips instantly pressed into a tight line. Taylor leaned over, holding down his shoulder, practically pushing him into…
Yurce took hold of Gerardo’s hand and inserted the needle into the center joint of each finger. With the first prick, his entire body tensed. Taylor instinctively listened, worried Yunice had hurt him and that her father might lash out in anger.
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