Chapter 2015 Treated Like VIPs
As a parent, Nicole would not want to see her daughter spend a lifetime taking care of Wilbur. However, she knew Maya too well to expect the girl to break up with Wilbur, for Maya had always been loyal to a fault.
“Mr. Seet, you don’t have to ask me that because I believe we share the same thought. We both hope that Maya can have a wonderful life, but we know what kind of person she is, don’t we? That girl has always been very sentimental,” stated Nicole bitterly as she lifted her head to look at Evan, whose face had already turned grim.
As Maya’s father, Evan was glad that her daughter was so loyal, but at the same time, he hoped that she would find happiness. The man could not help but be worried that one might cost her the other.
Nicole could tell how concerned Evan was by the look in his eyes, so she comforted the man, “It’s not entirely hopeless. I mean, we do have a lot of excellent surgeons in the country. Maybe one of them will figure out a way to treat Wilbur, and if fate permits, he’ll recover.”
“I’ll get John to gather information on the specialists then. Hopefully, we’ll be able to help Maya that way.” With that, Evan immediately gave his assistant a call. “Yes, Mr. Seet. I’ll see to it.”
Meanwhile, Sheila was ready to head over to the Muir residence with Davin after breakfast. Before they took off, Sheila reminded the man, “Even though my family was financially tight, my father decided to give you a one hundred million discount anyway. That should be enough to tell you how much he likes you, so you’d better oil be nice to him when you see him later. After all, one hundred million isn’t exactly a small amount.”
“It’s not?” questioned Davin nonchalantly while putting on his coat.
Sheila was surprised when she heard the man’s response. “Of course, it isn’t a small amount! But I suppose, it’s not to your family. Your brother would probably consider that amount some loose change. However, that’s definitely no small amount to you because you should be well aware of how much savings you have.”
After he was done adjusting the collar of his coat, Davin looked up at Sheila. “The only reason I don’t have much savings is that I’ve been down on my luck until recently. When my winery business picks up, that amount will seem insignificant. I promise you.”
Sheila pouted at the man in response but was glad that he had such a positive attitude, so she decided to encourage him. “I believe you. I’m sure, from here on out, you’ll show the world just how capable you are.”
Glad to see how supportive Sheila was, Davin grinned like a Chesire Cat. “Of course! After all, I’m a Seet. Not only am I a brilliant man, but I’m also an incredibly charming one. One day, I’ll be so rich that—”
“Okay, that’s enough. We can discuss what to do about your money in the future. But we have to go now,” interrupted Sheila before the man could fall further down the rabbit hole.
With a gulp, Davin quickly swallowed his words back in before driving to the Muir residence with Sheila.
Patrick excitedly jumped to his feet when he saw the two. After asking them to make themselves comfortable, the elderly man hurriedly ordered the butler to serve them tea and the chef to prepare the couple’s favorite dishes.
Davin visited Patrick because he intended to thank the man, so he did not expect to be treated like a VIP. “Dad, you don’t have to do all that. You’ve already given us a one hundred million discount, so we should be the one to thank you.”
“That’s right, Dad. I didn’t know that the manor in the Southern suburbs belonged to you. If I did, I would’ve come straight to you.”
