Chapter 93

Family shouldn't hold grudges against each other. But no matter what they did, Jonathan refused to see their side of things. When they arrived at the hospital, Eleanor and Winona guided Frederick to the doctor's office. After running several scans and other tests, the doctor, Winston Grey, gave a polite smile. "There's no sign of any old injuries acting up. The swelling around his eye is just a graze. With the right ointment, it will heal quickly." Winston had been treating Frederick since he was a child, handling everything from minor colds to exaggerated injuries. Frankly, he didn't think much of Frederick, a spoiled rich brat. Frederick had a habit of turning the smallest issues, like a scraped knee, into dramatic hospital stays. Even with mild colds, he would claim exhaustion and continue to stay in bed long after he'd recovered. If Winston wasn't as experienced as he was, he might have fallen for Frederick's performance. But as someone working for wealthy families, he knew