Nathan had not even reached thirty yet, but he already had to face the pain and the possibility of death brought on by his illness every day.
He deserved a much better life than this.
Aldric scratched his head in embarrassment.
“It’s not that bad, actually. If you follow the prescribed treatment and maintain a healthy immune system, the inhibitor can protect you from the virus for twenty years.”
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“What will happen twenty years later?” Sonny asked somberly.
Aldric gave Nathan a determined look.
“Perhaps I’ll have discovered a cure by then, and you’ll get to live longer.”
In short, there was still hope that Nathan could be cured. Slowly but surely, the air of anxiety Lifted from the room.
Using a tissue, Sonny blew his nose. He then complained, “Couldn’t you have explained everything in one go? I was so scared when you said that Boss might drop dead suddenly one day.”
After a hearty laugh, Aldric injected another dose of inhibitor into Nathan’s veins. He also gave him some pills to help him heal his wound, control his angina, and boost the efficacy of the inhibitor.
He then proceeded to warn Nathan against engaging in sexual activity or any physically demanding activities until he was fully healed.
Nathan nodded, but he was actually too distracted to pay attention to what Aldric was saying.
When he exited the lab, the office hours were over.
Nathan was about to go to the Angle Intl headquarters when he caught sight of Graham. The man was dressed in a dark airline uniform, and he was wearing a grim expression as he glared at Nathan. Next to Graham was his wife, Violeta.
The two of them must have gone straight there after getting off the plane, and they appeared to be really upset.
They seemed to have come to cause trouble for him.
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“Nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Simmons,” Sonny greeted.
Violeta nodded at him while Graham ignored him and made a beeline for Nathan.
Graham was his former brother-in-law, so Nathan had to be at least courteous to him. He took a deep breath before asking, “What brings you here, Graham?”
While exuding a murderous air around him, Graham halted three feet away from Nathan, pulled a pistol from his pocket, and levelled it at his head.
“Mr. Simmons! What in the world are you doing?” Sonny exclaimed.
Instead of recoiling in fear, Nathan’s lips formed a sneer. He nonchalantly stuffed his hands in the pockets of his pants and questioned, “What is the meaning of this?”