Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Grant chimed in, "The mentor said this is no big deal, so he scribbled down some notes and took off. I haven't got a clue where he's headed."

Chloe's face showed a flicker of disappointment. She often complained about her mentor's unreliability. Yet, it had been years since she'd seen him, and deep down, she missed him terribly. She couldn't help but wonder how the old man had aged over the years.

Grant continued, "If you trust him, we could give his method a shot."

Despite his frequent unreliability-always scheming to snatch their pocket money and con them into participating in rigged fights for cash-Chloe knew that when it came to matters of life and death, he wouldn't let her down.

Chloe said, "I'll talk it over with Connor tonight. If he's on board, we can start the acupuncture treatment tomorrow."

That evening, Connor was eyeing a stack of parchment, his brow knitted in concern. All this was completely foreign to him.

"Can your mentor really be trusted? Didn't you always call him an old fraud?"

Chloe explained, "That's because you never saw him in action at his clinic. For regular illnesses, he'd make them sound terminal. What should've been a simple two-hundred-dollar treatment would cost twenty grand with him. He'd let minor issues get worse just to swoop in with a 'miracle cure' at the last minute, all for a hefty payout. The man had no medical ethics, just a keen eye for cash."

Connor's frown deepened with every word. Chloe went on, "But no matter how tough the case, he could treat anything he could even pull off the impossible. At one point, I thought he was the reincarnation of Hippocrates."

Her admiration was clear as day. Seeing her expression, Connor managed a rare smile. "If you trust him that much, let's give it a go. We'll try it for a month, and if the aneurysm hasn't stopped growing by then, we'll come to terms with it, okay?"noveldrama

Connor, too, was holding out hope that Chloe's mentor was some kind of miracle worker. But this was a challenge that had stumped the world's leading medical experts. Could he really pull off a miracle?

Chloe was brimming with confidence, "I believe in my mentor. I believe our baby will be born safe and sound."

That was Connor's greatest hope as well. He asked, "Your mentor only left instructions for acupuncture and some prescriptions. Do we need to find an acupuncture expert to perform it?"

Chloe replied, "I'll have my friend take care of it."

Connor's brow furrowed again. "Your friend knows acupuncture?"

"Surprising, right? Not only does he know acupuncture, but he also knows the Lost Thirteen Ghost Needles."

"The Lost Thirteen Ghost Needles?"

"It's a technique for treating various mental illnesses. If you master it a single needle can wipe away memories, freeing someone from countless worries-it's perfect for treating depression."

Chloe's face showed a hint of regret. "It's a shame my friend isn't interested in pursuing it; he could help so many people."

Connor asked, "Then why didn't you..."

His voice trailed off. Chloe had gone through a bout of depression herself, and Connor wanted to ask why she hadn't let Grant treat her.

Addressing the topic, Chloe seemed unfazed, "I didn't want to lose my memories. I preferred to struggle through the pain rather than have a blank slate, forgetting everything."

She moved closer to Connor, her eyes shining as she looked at him. Suddenly, she reached out and playfully scratched his chin. "Besides, I met you. You're my true remedy."