444 An Old Friend’s Arrival

A man walked in right after yelling out.

His slender build, well-cut suit, and leather shoes caught everyone’s attention. He had a kind and handsome expression that gave off an impression of springtime.

The man walked straight to Athena, raised the pink roses in his hand, and looked at her with a gentle gaze. He then asked, “May I have the pleasure of being your suitor, Ms. Gilligan?”

Athena’s curly eyelashes fluttered gently as she looked at the person in front of her.

Although his face was a little unfamiliar to her, she had the inexplicable feeling that he was her old friend.

Everyone else snapped back to their senses as well and could not help but stare at the man.

As Irene looked at the man, her anger dissipated gradually and was eventually replaced by joy and excitement. She couldn’t help but say, “You…you’re Dr. Abel Sherwood’s younger brother, that genius young doctor Dr. Alan Sherwood, also known as Little St. John?”

Alan and Abel looked just like each other and Irene has always had a good relationship with the Sherwoods. Although she had not seen Alan in person in recent years, she came across many of his photos in newspapers and on the internet, hence her question.

Alan looked at Irene and nodded politely. “Hello, Madam. Yes, I’m Alan Sherwood.”

It was him!

Irene was overwhelmed with joy.

The Sherwoods had a long history in medicine and were held in high regard among the upper-class circle. Their family was very upright, and Alan was the most prominent young man in the present generation. Despite his young age, he was already the architect of several medical miracles and almost certainly had a bright future ahead of him!

That was exactly the kind of man who was worthy of Athena.

Fabian could never be on the same level as Alan!

Irene stepped forward and replied enthusiastically on Athena’s behalf, “We most certainly would welcome you as a suitor, Mr. Sherwood!”

After saying that, Irene nudged Athena and whispered in her ear. “Take the flowers, Athena.”

Athena stretched out her hand and took the bunch of flowers, “Thank you.”

She looked down at the pink flowers and a scene flashed in her mind. It was the scene of a man holding flowers and giving them to a woman.

The man was Alan, and the woman…was herself.

Samantha’s pupils contracted slightly.

She had never been able to remember even the tiniest fragment of her past, but as soon as Alan appeared in front of her, she began to recall a tiny piece of her memories.

It was amazing…

Perhaps he was not just an old friend. He might even be the man she likes, as she initially believed it to be.

Fabian’s face soured instantly as he looked at the man who showed up and ruined his plan.

Few elite families in Axlelland would dare to go against him, so it never crossed his mind that anyone else would dare to show up that day!

However, the Sherwoods lived in Elmstedt and were beyond the reach of the Garveys even if the latter wielded near-absolute influence in Axlelland

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Fabian’s main purpose that day was to regain his dignity, so he could not let Alan show up to disrupt the situation. Even if the Sherwoods were highly-respected figures in the medical world, Axlelland was still the Garveys’ territory!

No one could stop him!

Besides, he viewed Alan as nothing more than a weak pretty boy.

Fabian sneered. “Do you think a mere doctor like you can become a hero to save the damsel in distress? I made it clear that no other suitor is allowed to come here. Showing up here amounts to disrespecting the Garveys!”

He glanced sullenly at Alan’s face and threatened, “I can pretend that nothing happened if you leave now. if you don’t do what’s good for you, then I’ll send you out of here on a stretcher!”

He spoke in an extremely arrogant tone.

His eight bodyguards then glared at Alan in sync, as if they were prepared to act if he so much as dared to resist!

A touch of anger appeared on Horace’s usually indifferent and expressionless face. However, he held himself back and raised his eyes to observe how Alan would deal with it.

If Alan was a coward who fled at the slightest indication of fear, he would not be worthy of Athena.

Augustine and Samson thought the same and did nothing even though they were angry.

Alan turned around and faced the eight big men.

He was about to speak when another man’s voice came from the door again. “I’m here as a suitor.”