Suddenly, he stopped, pinching the business card in his hand. He studied it carefully, his brow slightly furrowed, as if he couldn't figure something out.
"Dr. White, please hurry. Mr. Fairchild is extremely anxious."
"Was it really Evan Fairchild who sent you to get me?"
"Yes!" The attendant nodded hastily.
"If it's not Evan Fairchild, I'm sure you know the consequences of deceiving me. I'm afraid even your master wouldn't be able to bear the fallout!"
Everyone knew Caleb White was eccentric by nature.
His skills were miraculous, said to be able to bring the dead back to life.
Who would dare offend him?
People were falling over themselves to curry his favor!
Caleb White put the card away, deciding he was overthinking things.
'Even if someone dared to deceive him into making a house call, they would never have the guts to impersonate Evan Fairchild.'
It was just...
'Evan Fairchild was actually out on the town? And with a female companion, no less.'
