Hidden Monarch: The Silent Resurgence

"This is the Everising Platinum Card, with a credit limit of 150 million dollars. You can use it at any Hodbridge store belonging to the Everising Chamber of Commerce.

"Also, since you've just arrived, you probably need a place to stay. Here's the key card to the villa in Paradise One. Please accept it."

"That's very generous of you. Tell me what you want." Henry's gaze was profound, as if he saw through everything.

"My daughter, Chansey Ford, has frequently experienced chills throughout her body since six months ago. We've seen numerous renowned doctors, but none has a cure. I am humbly asking for your help," Jeffery said.

"Not an issue. I'll take care of it when I am free tomorrow."

"That's great! Thank you, Master!" Jeffery was excited.

After enquiring from various sources, he discovered that the newly appointed young master was actually the elusive divine doctor he had been looking for.

He could not believe the divine doctor was such a young man, and he was the Master of Golden Liberty.

Jeffery was overjoyed when Henry responded to him.

"Master, do you have any other orders? There's probably nothing I can't do in Hodbridge," Jeffery said.

"Help me find a girl," Henry said.

"Alright, I will do my best!

"I've also invited many top celebrities to host a banquet tonight in your honor."

Henry frowned.

"I don't like a big fuss. Let's skip it."

"But I've already arranged it."

"Cancel it."

"Okay."

"That's all. I'll get off here. And, call me Henry in the future." Henry did not want too much attention.

"Noted!"

Jeffery agreed because he understood that Henry preferred to keep a low profile.

Even though it was only a brief encounter, no one had applied such pressure to him since he took over.

Henry went to breakfast after getting out of Jeffery's car. Then, he took a taxi to the Sunrise Mansion, where his fiancée lived.

When Henry arrived at the mansion, the butler escorted him inside.

As he walked into the living room, he noticed a beautiful lady approaching him.

It was the lady he met the previous night; he had not expected to see her there.

She was gorgeous; he could not help looking at her. Unfortunately, she was unapproachable and unfriendly.

Lydia's expression changed dramatically, and she asked angrily, "What are you doing here?"

'This douchebag tailed me after this morning. Clearly, he wants to extort me.'

"I'm here to find my fiancée," Henry said.

"Keep dreaming! You do not intimidate me," Lydia replied angrily.

"What are you talking about? I came here to find my fiancée, Lydia Miller."

"Fiancée? Lydia Miller? You're Henry Truman?"

Lydia finally realized that the man was Henry. She had only heard the name from her grandfather and had never seen him in person.

The person he had praised so much turned out to be that rustic ruffian.

She was in a daze.

She was the Miller Group's CEO, and she held an overseas master's degree.

She regretted giving her virginity to such a useless ruffian.

That bumpkin ruffian turned out to be her fiancé.

Marrying someone like him would probably be worse than death.