Bab 253: Chapter 253

Ethan remained quiet, his thoughts carefully guarded as he observed the dynamics around the table.

The assumptions and conjectures about his connection to Mr. Davis were amusing, but revealing the truth served no purpose.

Owning the hospital would explain a lot, but it would also bring unnecessary exposure. For now, silence was his best ally.

At that moment old Master York suddenly reached under the table and pulled out an elegant wine bottle, its label worn with age but carrying a prestigious emblem.

He smiled warmly as he uncorked it with deliberate precision.

"This is a special bottle I've been saving," the old master said, his voice carrying a tone of significance.

"It's not every day someone saves your life. Ethan, let me pour you the first glass."