"Stop!"
The sharp command cut through the room as a well-dressed young man strode in with an air of authority.
"Shane?" Mrs. Shay looked confused. "What are you doing here?"
It was Shane Shay, Tuck Shay's nephew.
His expression was grave. "Eldest Aunt, how could you trust Uncle's life to some random stranger? If anything goes wrong, this man couldn't bear the responsibility even if he wanted to."
Every word dripped with contempt for Cliff.
The butler frowned and spoke up gently. "Little Master, this is our best option right now. If we delay any longer, the master's body may not hold out."
"Who says there isn't a better option?" Shane gestured toward the door. "I went to Capital City personally to invite the famous Successor of the Needle King, Boris Marsh, the Miracle Doctor."
Foll
