LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

She hung up on James Myers. Lyvia’s emotions took a long time to settle.

Scammers these days…

So brazen, huh?

They even dare to impersonate the Supreme Lord of Lordran?

And they said they’d be waiting for her at Ocean Hall in three days?

Don, who was next to her, noticed that something seemed off with Lyvia and asked.

“Lyvia, what’s wrong?”

Lyvia forced a smile.

“It’s nothing, just a scammer. They said they wanted to recognize me as their sworn sister and claimed to have sent me a gift already!”

“Did I receive any gift?”

“The craziest part is that they actually claimed to be the Supreme Lord!”

“Nowadays, there are more and more madmen in this society!”

Don laughed, not taking the matter to heart. Then, his expression suddenly turned serious.

“Lyvia, do you think Jun can help Riordan Wells’ son?”

Lyvia hesitated for a moment before answering solemnly.

“If Jun says he can, then he definitely can.”

Don continued to gossip.

“Do you think what Riordan Wells said is true?”

“If Jun really saves his son, will his billions become Jun’s?”

Lyvia chided.

“Dad, you can’t have that kind of mindset. We just want to help. What do we need their money for?”

“We can earn our own.”

Don paused, his face beaming with happiness.

“Right, right, right. Jun is so capable, there’s no amount of money he can’t earn.”

“Besides, even if Jun and you just laze around at home in the future, I can still support you both.”

“Lyvia, let me tell you, do you know that your mom, a few days ago…”

Before Don could finish, Carol suddenly glared at him and scolded him.

“Surprise!”

“What surprise is there if you say it?”

“You really can’t keep a secret!”

Don looked defeated.

“Yes, you’re right, you’re absolutely right.”

Lyvia looked at the two suspiciously.

“What’s going on?”

Don grinned.

“Never mind, you’ll find out in a few days.”

“By the way, Lyvia, what kind of interior design style do you like? And cars, what brand of car do you like?”

“…”

Carol was speechless at the side.

…

On the other side, at the Wells Mansion.

Jun Chester had been there for a while.

However, he hadn’t yet taken action to treat Riordan Wells’ son, Bruce Wells.

It was because Bruce was already being looked after by someone else.

A woman.

Landon Fuller.

Riordan Wells was also surprised by her arrival.

This Landon Fuller was from the Fuller family, one of the four major medical families in Lordran!

It was said that she was even a practitioner from the Barnsley School!

Why would she appear here?

At this moment, Landon Fuller was skillfully administering acupuncture to Bruce Wells, who was lying in bed.

Stacey Wells, Bruce’s mother, was nervously watching from the side.

Riordan Wells frowned, quietly pulling Stacey aside and scolding her.

“What’s going on? Didn’t I say that I wanted to invite Mr. Chester to treat Bruce’s illness? What’s happening now?”

Stacey complained.

“What Mr. Chester? By the time you invite him, Bruce would have already drunk Meng Po’s soup!”

“Don’t worry, with Miss Fuller here, Bruce will definitely be saved!”

Riordan Wells looked embarrassed, not daring to look at Jun Chester. He glanced at Landon Fuller, then asked Stacey nervously.

“How did you meet Miss Fuller?”

Stacey explained.

“Bruce has been sick for so many years, and I’ve visited many famous mountains and rivers to find healers. Miss Fuller is one of them!”

“Thanks to my connections with the Barnsley School over the years, I asked them for help after Bruce’s accident. They actually said Miss Fuller was in Dirtmouth! Let me tell you, this is good karma!”

“You just have no choice but to believe it!”

Riordan Wells was half-skeptical.

“So… how’s Bruce doing now?”

Stacey Wells pursed her lips.

“Didn’t you see? Bruce is breathing now. Miss Fuller is trying to wake him up.”

“As long as Bruce opens his eyes, his life will be saved!”

Upon hearing this, Riordan Wells felt a mix of joy and worry.

The joy was that Bruce Wells was indeed breathing.

His worry was how to explain this to Jun Chester.

He had begged Jun Chester to come, even making promises!

On the way back, he had even notified his people to prepare to transfer all his shares in Lordran Mining.

He also asked the finance department to do a thorough liquidation. As soon as Jun Chester saved Bruce Wells, all of the Wells family’s wealth would be handed over!

Now…

Riordan Wells nervously approached Jun Chester and apologized softly.

“Mr. Chester, I’m sorry!”

Jun Chester, who was watching Landon Fuller treat Bruce Wells, turned to look at Riordan Wells.

“What do you mean?”

Riordan Wells awkwardly looked at Landon Fuller.

“She was invited by my wife. I really didn’t know about it.”

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“It’s fine. Saving the person is more important than anything else.”

“But…”

Riordan Wells’ heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Chester, since you’re here, I won’t let you leave empty-handed.”

Jun Chester frowned.

“That’s not what I meant. Your son’s condition isn’t what you said it was.”

Riordan Wells looked confused, just about to say something.

But Landon Fuller, who was by the bedside, had already put away the needle, and looked at Stacey Wells indifferently.

“Ma’am, your son took too many sleeping pills, which has damaged his brain. I’m afraid even a god can’t save him!”

Stacey Wells felt like she was struck by lightning.

“How, how could this happen?”

“No, Miss Fuller, please take another look at Bruce. He’s clearly breathing now!”

Landon Fuller became somewhat irritated.

“I’ve already said, even a god can’t save him!”

“Your son is a cerebral palsy patient, who took so many sleeping pills in his desperation. It’s a suicidal act!”

“However, after my treatment, he’ll certainly survive!”

“But he’ll just be a vegetable. If taken care of properly, living for another three to five years shouldn’t be a problem!”

Stacey Wells collapsed to the ground, her face as white as paper and her eyes red-rimmed.

She was so heartbroken that she lost her mind.

“No, my son won’t become a vegetable!”

“The day before yesterday, he used the only finger he could move to type on the computer. He said that in his next life, he would still be my son!”

“My Bruce…”

“It’s impossible, I don’t believe it!”

“I’ve never done anything bad in my life!”

“I donate money and goods, believe in Buddhism, but why can’t I exchange it for my son’s safety?”

Landon Fuller was used to the joys and sorrows of the world.

Stacey Wells’ behavior at this moment couldn’t move her heartstrings.

It wasn’t that she was cold-hearted, but in her eyes, life and death in the world were just common things.

Riordan Wells saw Stacey Wells so heartbroken and couldn’t care about anything else. He quickly went to comfort her.

“It’s okay, what’s wrong with being a vegetable?”

“From now on, we’ll just spend more time talking to Bruce!”

“He’ll wake up soon.”

Stacey Wells suddenly pushed Riordan Wells away, heartbroken.

“Riordan Wells, you’re useless!”

“What’s the point of earning all this wealth? You can’t even save your son’s life!”

“I’ve visited famous doctors over the years, what have you done?”

“You only care about making money!”

Riordan Wells remained silent, standing by Stacey Wells’ side like a mountain.

Jun Chester, however, had already walked to the bedside, felt Bruce Wells’ pulse, and spoke calmly.

“You all go out.”

“This child is not suffering from cerebral palsy. I can save him.”

Hearing these words, Stacey Wells’ crying stopped abruptly.

Riordan Wells suddenly opened his eyes wide.

It was as if he saw hope.

Landon Fuller, who was present, was taken aback, scoffed, and blurted out.

“Where did this clown come from?”

“Bruce Wells, with his body curled up like a monkey, skin and bones, and stiff limbs, if it’s not cerebral palsy, what is it?”

“You’re simply spouting nonsense!”

Jun Chester turned to look at Landon Fuller and asked with a frown.

“Who is Spencer Fuller to you?”

Landon Fuller was stunned.

How could this man…

Know my grandfather’s name?

Landon Fuller asked ina guarded tone.

“Why do you ask?”

However, before Jun Chester could have the time to answer her question, the voice of Badfella Stannard sounded from behind the door.

“Because your grandfather is my grandson!”

“Why is there such a bastard? How dare you say such unrespectful words in front of Lord Chester?”