Rows of red rashes bloomed across David's arm with no rhyme or rhythm. He almost blacked out at the sight of them. He felt like the sky was collapsing on him. As a doctor, he could easily tell that this was indeed a symptom of syphilis.There hadn't been anything on his arm when he'd showered that morning!David started furiously rubbing the rashes as he muttered, "It can't be. It can't be! They have to be fake."When the rashes stayed in place no matter how hard he rubbed them, he started scratching them manically. It only took a while for his arm to become bloody.Vivianne was incredibly disgusted when she saw this. She wanted to pull Frederick away with her, but David happened to look up and see them.The woman he loved was there to see him finding out he had syphilis. There was no way she would fall for him now. He seemed to lose his mind at that thought.He swung his bloodied hands at her face—there was a 90% chance of one getting infected if the blood of a syphilis patient
Meanwhile, Wade stood in Mitchell's hospital room, looking pissed. Mitchell said anxiously, "Wade, I only had the guts to work with you to switch out the high-quality herbs for bad-quality ones so we could sell them for a quick buck because you told me the Danbury family wouldn't sue my sister."The Danbury family's coming after Pris for this now. If she finds out I switched out the Danbury family's herbs, there's no way she'll let me have anything to do with the company anymore."Ever since Priscilla had allowed Mitchell to start getting involved in the company's operations, Wade had lured him into secretly switching out the good stuff for the bad. Mitchell had earned a lot from doing this for the past two years. If Priscilla were to ban Mitchell from having anything to do with the company, he'd be out of a significant source of income. How could he stand it when he'd already gotten used to a lavish lifestyle?Wade pondered the matter. Two years ago, he'd inadvertently found
Frederick didn't think he was doing Priscilla wrong—there were indeed problems with the herbs. He was only being honest in listing the issues. As for the reason behind the bad-quality herbs suddenly appearing in Priscilla's company … that was something for her to look into.This incident would also be an alarm bell for Priscilla. There had to be some sort of problem with her company for something like this to happen.Soon, Frederick was done listing the herbs' problems. Vivianne's eyes lit up when she took the notebook from him. His handwriting was strong, steady, and neat. It was terrific handwriting!But before she could compliment him, a car honked at them from across the road. Vivianne looked up to see it was Priscilla's car. She said to Frederick, "I'm gonna go meet your ex-wife. Wait here for me."She got out of the car and strutted sexily over to Priscilla's car. Frederick watched her leave, shaking his head slightly and sighing.Across the road, Priscilla had been eyeing V
Before Priscilla could look closer at the notebook, Grace snatched it from her and tore out the page Frederick had written on. Then, she ripped the page to shreds.With Vivianne's temper, there was no way she would stand for that. She was so mad that her finger trembled as she pointed it at Grace. "Why, you … How dare you rip my evidence to shreds!"After being a secretary for a few years, Grace thought she was good enough to be equal to Vivianne. She stuck her hands on her hips and snarled, "What, it's evidence just because you say it is? I bet you just got someone to scribble some things on there."Don't think I don't know what you're up to, Vivianne. You think Priscilla's stolen your thunder because of how well she's done in recent years. You're trying to frame us for something we didn't do!"Vivianne was so mad that even her lips started trembling. For a second, she was lost for words. Without Frederick, Theodore, and the Monroe family's support, Priscilla would never have gott
Priscilla hadn't gotten a good look earlier, but she was sure the handwriting belonged to Frederick.Vivianne merely smiled mysteriously. "My boyfriend wrote it for me. What's wrong with it?"Priscilla unfurled her furrowed brows. Since Vivianne's boyfriend was the one who'd written the note, it couldn't be Frederick. "Well, how authentic are the things your boyfriend wrote?"Vivianne said proudly, "He's a miracle doctor with amazing medical skills. He can treat any disease, no matter how complex or rare it is."Priscilla shook her head lightly. "Regardless, he's not from a professional body. Don't you think it's a little immature of you to accuse us of providing you with bad-quality herbs based on a note he wrote?"Vivianne was taken aback by this. Earlier, she'd been so pissed by Priscilla accusing her over the phone that she'd only thought about getting Frederick to list the issues with the herbs so she could argue with Priscilla. She'd forgotten about the authenticity of the n
"You … you …" Priscilla's finger trembled as she pointed it at Vivianne, who'd turned and left.Grace saw that something was wrong with her. She asked, "What's wrong, Pris?"Priscilla was so mad that she stammered over her words. "She's the woman that I heard during the call with Frederick."Grace looked astonished. "Wait, she was with Frederick? Doesn't that mean they—"Before she could finish, Vivianne opened the car door. Through it, they saw that Frederick was indeed seated in the passenger seat. Grace cried, "It really is him!"Meanwhile, Frederick had also seen them. He only spared them a glance, though. There was nothing between him and Priscilla anymore, and Priscilla suspected him of so many things. He didn't want to have anything more to do with her.Vivianne turned to see Priscilla looking as pale as a sheet. She smiled smugly before shutting the door and speeding off.Just then, Wade arrived in a hurry. He pretended not to know what had happened and asked about the s
Wade nodded vigorously. "I heard from Mrs. Miller about the woman who hit Mitchell. At the time, I found her description familiar but couldn't link it to anyone. Now that you've mentioned Vivianne, everything's just clicked. It's her!"And if not for the Danbury family being so influential, do you think any Tom, Dick, or Harry would dare to just hit someone like that?"Priscilla frowned. Wade's words were persuasive, but she couldn't help feeling hesitant. "But why would Frederick want to do this to me? And would Vivianne really be interested in someone like him?"Grace took the opportunity to "analyze" the situation while fanning the flames. "I bet it's because he's holding a grudge against you for the divorce. Since he can't have you, he wants to destroy you."He hates your company—you divorced him because your company's become more powerful now. Besides, think about how good an actor he is. Didn't you marry him back in the day because you thought he wasn't too bad?"Grace's wor
Frederick woke up early the following day and went to the villa's garden. He slowly shut his eyes and breathed in the fresh morning air. As he inhaled and exhaled, the leaves around him seemed to sway in rhythm with his breathing. It was as if they'd become one!Suddenly, Frederick opened his eyes. Light flashed in them. He let out a roar as loud as a lion's. Then, he tightened his core and swung a punch, emitting a loud crack. With every punch that he swung, he seemed to exude boundless power.After completing a series of punches, Frederick exhaled deeply. He hadn't practiced his martial arts like this since getting married.He went back inside and took his shirt off to wipe his sweat. Just then, his stomach rumbled. He went to the kitchen and made himself some instant mac and cheese.As he took his first bite, someone rang the doorbell. Frederick put his cutlery down to answer the door. It was Vivianne. He asked curiously, "What are you doing here?"Vivianne's face was a littl