Chapter 12

Grasping my shoulders, Xara said, "I'll slot in a few new tennis club members for you. In the meantime, I'll deal with Mr. Yates for you. But I can't keep doing it. You'll have to check your wrist at a registered hospital and get the treatment you need. Don't worry about the bills; our club will cover the costs for you." I nodded gratefully and prepared to walk out of the club. I removed the cold compress that Xara gave me. Just then, a tall figure opened the door and entered the tennis club. I stopped in my tracks. Although I had never met Gideon in my previous life, I instinctively knew that the man standing in front of me was him. He looked like he was in his 30s and was taller than Samuel. His features looked more dazzling than his nephew's. Though Gideon looked similar to Samuel, Samuel looked condescending and playful while Gideon looked calm and mysterious. As I thought about it, I glanced at him briefly and sidestepped out of the way. Gideon looked at my wrist, an