Chapter 184
Kendrick waved a dismissive hand, “I know my own body.” His illness was terminal, beyond the reach of any cure, and he had long since abandoned any hope.
Corrin sighed. “Won’t you even give it a try?”
Kendrick’s condition was peculiar, when it flared up, the pain was excruciating. Such torment could break even the strongest youth before long.
“No need,” Kendrick chuckled, “I’ve lived a full life, and death is natural for all of us.”
Though he said this, who doesn’t cling to life? Especially since he only had one last important wish unfulfilled.
The air hung heavy with sighs of disappointment.
Soon enough, the plane touched down at Capital Airport.
Corrin helped Kendrick off the plane.
“Mr. Wright.” A deep male voice called from behind.
Kendrick looked back and saw a man in his thirties, his features sharp and his presence commanding, despite his youth. Could this be the fifth child of the Christensen family
Even though Kendrick had only met Sherman once, the young man’s exceptional reputation made him stand out in Capital City; no one of the younger generation could match him.
“Mr. Christensen,” Kendrick paused and looked up.
Sherman twirled a silver cross on his fingers as he said, “You flatter me, sir. I’m just Sherman to you.”
Kendrick nodded with a hint of admiration, “Modesty doesn’t suit you. You’ve earned the title, Mr. Christensen.”
Sherman had made a name for himself at a young age, and now, the Christensen family’s influence cast a long shadow over Luxphinia. His status and prestige were undeniable.
After exchanging pleasantries, and once Kendrick had moved on, Daniel approached Sherman, his voice tinged with melancholy, “Rumors were swirling about Kendrick’s grave illness, but I never thought they were true until now.”
He continued, “It looks like our family is headed for a change!”
Kendrick’s condition was dire; even to the medically untrained eye it was clear his days were numbered.
The Wright family was a leading name among Capital City’s elite.
Kendrick, a legend in his own time, now faced the twilight of his life. And many were eagerly awaiting his fall.
Sherman didn’t respond, his eyes drifting over the crowd to two young women.
One was clad in a beige puffer jacket, talking to a girl beside her.
The girl wore a camel coat, unbuttoned to reveal slender legs, and a khaki flat cap that cast a shadow over her features, leaving only her fair chin visible.
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Though her face was concealed, her aura was undeniable, making her the inadvertent centerpiece of the bustling crowd.
Daniel scanning the crowd, exclaimed in surprise. “Isn’t thatAnthea? Sherman, let’s go say hello!”
Sherman nodded slightly and began to walk over.
“Anthea?”
At the mention, Anthea looked up, revealing an unadorned yet breathtakingly beautiful face.
“Genius, it is you!” Daniel was excited to see it was really Anthea.
Anthea gave a slight smile and greeted them, “Mr. Robinson, Mr. Christensen.*
Sherman nodded in return, “Ms. Yeager.”
Daniel continued, “What brings you to Capital City, Prodigy? Oh, and who might this be?*
Anthea replied succinctly, “Just some business in the city. This is my good friend, Sarah. Sarah, this is Mr. Christensen, and this is Mr. Robinson.”
Sarah was already taken aback by Daniel alone. And standing beside him was Sherman, an imposing figure whose natural dominance made the very air seem heavy.
Sarah stuttered nervously, “Hello, nice to meet both of you.”
Anthea, however, remained unflustered, her expression serene and undisturbed.
