Chapter 1922

In the end, it was Kingsley who backed down first. "I'll treat your wife as you wish." He sighed, giving up the resistance. "But you must promise me—you can't sell this house, you can never destroy it, and you can't threaten me again." Chandler was too cunning—Kingsley had to ensure his interests wouldn't be compromised to the greatest extent possible. Chandler smiled, looking like a cunning fox. "If you're so worried, why not just put it under your name?" "I believe I have the right to refuse to answer that," Kingsley replied, hands in his pockets, unwilling to say more. "Of course." Chandler respected his privacy. "Now, tell me what you need. Any rare medicines—if you can name it, I'll get it for you." "I'll handle this myself. When the time comes, I'll just send you the bill. Now, let me have a look first—where's the injury?" Kingsley adjusted his demeanor, ready to show off his skills. "Let's head upstairs to the study." Helen was wearing a mask, so she couldn't take it o