Chapter 205

"He’ll probably be in a wheelchair by then.” That meant that she would be taking him. "Heh." Julian sneered. "I hope to see him by then." She kept the news to herself. None of them knew that she had already found out about everything and was just going along for a good show. Tiffany ignored his gloating and hung up the phone. She was about to go to bed when a servant came to tell her that she had a visitor. Tiffany put on a jacket and went downstairs. When she saw the visitor, she raised her eyebrows. It was a familiar face. Nicholas sat on the sofa, squirming. He looked haggard with no sign of his usual vigor. Micah leaned back in the recliner next to him, propping his head on one hand, curiously watching the whole thing play out. His long fingers tapped the armrest. "You have… hemorrhoids?" A touch of cheekiness flashed across his long, narrow, and deep eyes. Along with his powerful and reserved aura, he looked like a natural-born nobleman. Nicholas had an unpleasant loo