Cherished By Seven Sisters

At first glance, Emrys recognized that Patrick was using the Needle of Ninth Revival, but the latter obviously got some of the
acupoints wrong.
Emrys tried to remind him kindly, but Rowan suddenly turned around and snapped, “Shut your trap! If it weren’t for you, my dad
wouldn’t have fainted. Stop putting on an act! If anything happens to my dad, I’m never going to let you off!”
As Rowan glared at Emrys with hatred, the other painting and calligraphy enthusiasts, including Lorenzo, did the same.
They all attributed Harrison’s attack to Emrys.
This event could have been perfect, but it’s ruined because of him and that damned woman! They should be blacklisted from
events like this for life.
Just then, a series of coughs sounded.
Harrison came to his senses, and the redness on his face had faded.
The crowd finally sighed in relief when they saw that.
Keeping his needle, Patrick pointed out coldly, “I think I heard someone boasting and questioning my medical skills just now.”
He had actually heard Emrys earlier but couldn’t refute him right away, as he was focused on the
treatment.
Now that Harrison was awake, Patrick had the time to berate Emrys.
Patrick would not allow anyone to doubt his professionalism.
The people around them were already dissatisfied with Emrys, so when they saw Patrick striking back, they began to gloat and
watch with amusement.
He claimed there was something wrong with Patrick’s execution. How is he going to defend himself now that Harrison has
regained consciousness? How embarrassing!
Emrys ignored their mocking looks and spoke calmly. “Harrison will definitely faint again within three days, and he’s going to
bleed profusely. He’s going to die within five days!”

Emrys had seen it clearly while Patrick was treating Harrison.
Instead of releasing the surging energy within Harrison, Patrick suppressed it with his incorrect usage of needles. Doing that
would only cause more serious repercussions.
If things went according to Emrys‘ prediction, Harrison would get a worse attack within three days.
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Chapter 22 A Peck
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Immediately after Emrys said that, Rowan’s eyes turned red with rage. “You f*cker! How dare you curse my dad? I’m going to kill
you!” he roared, charging toward Emrys.
Emrys‘ gaze turned frosty cold in an instant as he cast a glance at Rowan. “Go ahead and hit me if you have a death wish,” he
warned.
Intimidated by Emrys‘ aura, Rowan shuddered and came to a halt.
“Piece of trash!”
Emrys did not want to waste any more time on these people. Before he turned to leave, he glanced at Lorenzo.
“A bunch of sightless, pedantic fools. What an insult it is for Mr. Emerentius to have followers like you.”
With that, Emrys took Yelena’s hand and strode out of the Haberle residence, leaving the fuming crowd behind.
On their way back, Yelena kept studying Emrys with her sparkly eyes.
“Lena, why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?” Emrys asked helplessly.
“Rys, you were so cool. I love it.”
With a charming grin, Yelena leaned toward Emrys and suddenly grabbed his face before -planting a k*ss on it.

A blush crept across Emrys‘ cheeks, which was uncharacteristic of him.
“Don’t overthink it. I’m just too happy,” Yelena clarified nonchalantly.
Emrys couldn’t help but chuckle wryly in his head. You’re my sister. How could I bring myself to overthink?
When they returned to Verdant Estate, it was already past eleven at night.
Just like the other ladies, Yelena lived near her workplace for convenience.
Cordelia was the only one whose company was nearby, so she usually stayed at Verdant Estate.
Since Emrys was back now, Yelena was going to move back. She didn’t mind commuting longer to work.