The ExHusbands Revenge By Dragonsky

Chapter 1291

The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky Chapter 1291

“Grandpa, what are you doing? Leon is my boyfriend and if you want him out, I’m going with him!” Iris had not

expected Patrick to treat Leon with such disrespect and was about to drag Leon outside in a fit of rage.

“Iris, don’t leave!” Damian panicked and stopped the two from leaving, before turning to Patrick. “Dad, they are

guests, after all. Just let Leon stay!”

“But…oh, alright.” Patrick compromised with resignation.

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Just then, following approaching sounds of footsteps, Penny stepped inside with an old man in his sixties; next to the

old man was a young assistant who held a briefcase.

“Mister Yair, we’ve been waiting for you for the longest time!” Patrick greeted the man respectfully.

“I’m sorry, Elder Scammell, I’ve been too busy lately. Please forgive me for the delay…” Mister Yair smiled

apologetically.

“You are too kind, Mister Yair. I am forever grateful that you are willing to make time for Damian, I’ll leave him in

your hands,” Patrick said.

Damian started noticing discomfort in his legs two years ago and was completely rendered immobile in recent

months. Since then, the Scammells had been seeking help from different doctors, but none of them could help.

Mister Yair came from an ancient lineage of martial artists and was a reputed doctor for rare diseases.

A month ago, Patrick sent out an invitation to Mister Yair, but Mister Yair had been far too occupied to respond to it

right away.

“By the way, Leon, you are a great doctor as well. Why don’t you treat my uncle?” Iris said.

Her mind had been occupied with her reunion with her family and had completely forgotten about what Leon was

capable of until Mister Yair appeared. With his skills, it would not be challenging to cure Damian of his

illness.

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“There’s no rush. The Scammells have already hired someone else. Let them do their thing for now,” Leon

said.

Though Patrick and Damian were prejudiced against him, Damian was Iris’s uncle by blood and Leon could not

possibly refuse to treat Damian. If Mister Yair was skilled enough to cure Damian, it would be ideal; but should he

fail, Leon would surely step in.

“Yeah, you are right.” Iris nodded.

The Scammells had waited a long time for Mister Yair to come and she could not ask him to simply leave. It would

not be too late to ask for Leon’s help if Mister Yair proved himself incompetent.