Shirley walked briskly in her high heels, her steps hurried yet graceful.
The wind caught the hem of her dress, making it flutter, while her hair swayed along with it.
As Shirley moved, her mind raced, trying to figure out how to start the conversation with Daniel. When she spotted him, her cheeks flushed without her even realizing it.
She had faith in Daniel. If he could cure her, surely he could cure Tristan's grandfather as well.
Jonathan stood still, watching Shirley leave, but this time, he didn't try to stop her. Instead, his brows furrowed as he sank into deep thought. 'Tristan is turning to Daniel for help. If Daniel really manages to cure Joshua, won't Shirley and Tristan's marriage fall apart? Should I send Brian to intercept Daniel and kill him?'
The Scott family's survival
