Chapter 171,A Man Like None Other
After getting off work, Hilda didn’t hitch a ride home with Jared but hailed a taxi home by herself.
“What’s wrong with her today?” Jared murmured under his breath. He could sense her being listless
the entire day, and she didn’t speak to him either. Having driven home, he got changed, and Josephine
came to pick him up. A luxurious car idling in front of the dilapidated neighborhood attracted plenty of
attention in a blink of an eye.
“Who’s this wealthy lady, and why is she here in our shabby neighborhood?” “Could it be that she has
taken a fancy to one of the lads here?” “It’s evident that she’s filthy rich at a single glance, so how could
she possibly be interested in the lads here?” A group of elderly ladies was sitting by the neighborhood
entrance, shooting the breeze. Among them was Chloe, and she was also very curious to know who
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However, when she spotted Jared exiting the neighborhood and getting into the car, she was wholly
stumped. “Chloe, that’s Gary’s son, Jared, no? So, he has gotten himself a rich girlfriend!” “I remember
that he’s quite close to your daughter, Hilda. What’s going on here?” “Young people nowadays are
always materialistic…” The few elderly ladies gossiped among themselves while Chloe rushed home to
ask her daughter what exactly had happened.
After Jared had gotten into Josephine’s car, they went all the way to the suburbs in Horington according
to the location Walter had given them. The area was undeveloped, so single-story houses
predominated, and the roads were rather bumpy as well. More than an hour later, they finally arrived at
their destination. By then, Walter was already waiting there.
As Jared swept his gaze around, he couldn’t quite believe that Walter had a good friend at such a
place, considering his identity. “Mr. Chance!” Walter went up to Jared and greeted him courteously right
away. Beside Walter stood a similarly elderly man with graying hair at his temples. However, his aura
and dressing were as different as night and day from Walter. “This is Mr. Chance whom I spoke of,
Kieran.
His medical skills are unparalleled,” Walter murmured to the elderly man beside him. As soon as Kieran
Snyder saw Jared, he froze with disbelief written all over his face. In his mind, he pictured a professor
or expert over seventy years old, since Walter had revered the person so greatly to the point of
addressing him as “Mr.” and lauding his medical skills. Thus, he never expected Jared to be so young,
a mere kid to someone of his age.
“Kieran, Kieran!” Walter called out to the man who had fallen into a trance. Jolting back to his senses,
Kieran quickly extended his dry and wrinkled hand, saying to Jared, “Oh, sorry! Nice to meet you, Mr.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChance.” Jared shook his hand and inclined his head a fraction in greeting. “Kieran’s wife is in the
house, Mr. Chance. Please look her over.”
While Walter spoke, Kieran walked ahead and led the way. Walter walked alongside Jared and
explained his relationship with Kieran. It turned out that they were childhood friends, and Walter had
also used to live in a single-story house in the area when he was young. Of course, that was decades
ago.
He had left after attending school and had slowly gone into politics. In time, he rarely contacted his old
friends anymore. After he had retired and returned to Horington once more, he got in touch with his old
friends. He then wanted to help Kieran move from the suburbs and buy him a house in the city, but
Kieran was reluctant to leave.
Hence, he relented. The two of them often chatted over tea. While Kieran led a humble life, he found it
very fulfilling and had never asked Walter for anything. However, a few days ago, he had suddenly
sought the man out and implored him to help find a skilled doctor to treat his wife.