Chapter 552
“Yes, Mr. Richards.” The driver replied.
Xavier had come to Silverhaven with two objectives. First, to find Celeste Hayes- after all, she was the one who had truly saved him.
Second, to visit Fortune Kensington. Though Fortune wasn’t a blood relative, Xavier, like Caitlin Kensington, had come to see the old man as his own grandfather. It was only natural to pay him a visit.
“Leif,” Xavier said a moment later, “did you get those gifts I asked you to prepare p>
Leif was Xavier’s executive assistant, who also served as his bodyguard. He had arrived in Silverhaven two days earlier to make all the necessary arrangements.
“Mr. Richards,” Leif replied, turning from the front seat, “the gift baskets are all purchased. They’re in the trunk p>
Xavier nodded. “In that case, let’s go to Mr. Kensington’s place first p>
If he truly considered the old man his grandfather, then his first stop in Silverhaven should be Fortune’s home. He wanted to be like Caitlin, who would always go home first, no matter how late she arrived.
“Right away, Mr. Richards p>
The driver immediately changed course.
Half an hour later, the car pulled up to Number 8, Willow Manor. The large iron gate was closed, but lights were on inside the house. Xavier got out and rang the doorbell.
*Ding-dong, ding-dong p>
Fortune had just finished dinner and was sitting on the sofa, video-chatting with Caitlin. Hearing the bell, he said, “Catie, it sounds like someone’s at the door. Grandpa’s going to get it, so I’ll talk to you later p>
“Okay, Grandpa p>
Fortune ended the call and walked to the door. When he opened it and saw Xavier, the old man froze for a second, then his eyes widened in disbelief. “Xavier p>
“Mr. Kensington!” Xavier was equally surprised that Fortune remembered his name. He had only met the man once. Moreover, with so many brothers in the Richards family, even close relatives sometimes mixed them up, yet Fortune had called him by his name without hesitation. It was a pleasant shock.
Before Xavier could react, Fortune took the suitcase from his hand. “Come in, come in! You boy, why didn’t you say you were coming? You must be hungry. I’ll go make you something to eat p>
Fortune was genuinely delighted to see him. In that moment, Xavier saw a reflection of his own grandfather, who had passed away years ago. Leif and the driver followed them in, carrying a large assortment of gifts.
Fortune turned around. “Xavier, who are these two p>
“Mr. Kensington, this is my driver and my assistant p>
Leif and the driver immediately greeted him. “Good evening, sir p>
“Hello, hello, welcome,” Fortune said with a broad smile. “You two haven’t eaten either, have you? I’ll just make a bit more p>
“No, no, thank you, sir,” Leif said quickly. “We’ve already eaten. We’ll just drop off the gifts and be on our way p>
The driver nodded in agreement.
Fortune turned back to Xavier. “You boy, you should have just come yourself. What’s all this for? I live alone; I can’t possibly finish all this p>
Xavier smiled. “If you can’t finish it, you can always share it with your friends.” Once inside, Leif and the driver set down the gifts and departed.
“Xavier, how about some homemade pasta?” Fortune offered. “Caitie loves it when I make it for her p>
“That sounds wonderful. I love pasta,” Xavier replied. It must have been in their genes; the Richardses all had a fondness for pasta dishes, especially noodles.
“Do you like it spicy?” Fortune asked.
“I do, Mr. Kensington p>
Fortune tied on an apron. “Then you’re in for a treat. I just made a big jar of fiery chili oil. It’s delicious mixed in with the pasta p>
Xavier followed him into the kitchen. “Mr. Kensington, let me help p>
“No, no,” Fortune said, gently
pushing Xavier out. “The dough is already made just need to boil some water. Go on, get out of here. It’ll be ready in a minute p>
After they ate, Fortune busied himself making up a bed for Xavier. Xavier followed
him around, chatting and laughing, the atmosphere warm and comfortable.
At Neon Spire Hospital.
Celia’s second round of test results was back. All her vitals were still perfectly normal. She was, without a doubt, completely cured.
Smith stared at the report, his eyes wide with disbelief. A miracle. This was nothing short of a medical miracle.
Celia crossed her arms and smiled. “Director Smith, do you have anything else to say now p>
“Incredible, this is absolutely
incredible,” Smith murmured. “I
never knew traditional Eldermere
remedies could be so powerful! Miss Palmen could you could yo
possibly introduce me to Miss Gonzales p>
He had so many questions for Caitlin.
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Although Smith still looked down on traditional medicine and the people of Eldermere, he knew that if he could learn from Caitlin, his own medical skills would improve dramatically. That international medical award he coveted would be within his grasp. He could swallow his pride for that.
“I would need to ask Miss Gonzales for her consent first,” Celia replied.
A glint appeared in Smith’s eyes. “Miss Palmer, in that case, would you be willing
to let me study the prescription she gave you p>