Quinton glared at Andrew with seething hatred burning in his eyes.

However, Andrew laughed out loud and teased, "Quinton, my precious godson! Is that how you greet your godfather—like I'm not welcome?"

Just as Kevin's expression started to darken, Quinton forced down his humiliation and muttered, "Uncle Andrew… hello. I'll go make your tea right away."

The first time he had called Andrew 'Uncle' had been pure agony. However, this was the second time, and strangely enough, it was starting to roll off the tongue a little too easily.

Two minutes later, Andrew was seated in the Wrights' guest lounge. He did not waste time and cut straight to the point. "Kevin, I'm here today because I've got nowhere else to go."

Kevin looked skeptical. "Andy, you're the man of the hour at Blumedale, the Grand Physician of the Grand Medical Summit, backed by the Keller family and Governor McCormick himself! Who the hell would dare corner you into a dead end?"

Andrew sighed heavily and said, "Let