Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1137 - Chapter 1137 Chapter 1109 I am your senior martial brother

Chapter 1137: Chapter 1109: I am your senior martial brother Chapter 1137: Chapter 1109: I am your senior martial brother “`

Witnessing the fall of one among the best and the brightest is an agonizing pain indeed.

“You don’t need to worry about who it is; just tell me what should be done,” Kiara, although she had come to trust Yuzo Joel, she was still not willing to disclose this matter so readily.

Camden’s identity was special, and it was better for as few people as possible to know about this; yet she couldn’t help but secretly admire Yuzo Joel’s capabilities.

This man had exceptional logical thinking skills and could deduce so much from so little.

Even Professor Liu Taylor, her teacher, couldn’t achieve this; it was evident from the speed of his response that Yuzo Joel surpassed Professor Liu Taylor by a considerable margin.

Kiara admitted there were areas where she fell short compared to Professor Liu Taylor. With this in mind, it made sense that Yuzo Joel had become a world authority, someone the underworld and lawful societies of various countries needed to treat with a degree of respect.

“From the way you spoke, I think I already know who this is.”

After a moment of silence, Yuzo Joel sighed.

“Kiara, the truth is, a person’s worth can be attributed to many things. There’s no need to be so fixated on one particular issue. Take your Arua, for instance, he’s now a businessman with a large enterprise waiting for his contribution. There’s no need to obsess over whether or not he can use a gun; after all, he won’t have a chance to touch that thing in the future, right?”

His words struck Kiara with a chilling blow.

“You think it’s hopeless too?! But aren’t you an authority? Aren’t you a top figure in the Psychiatry Department? How can you be out of ideas? Please help me. As long as you can cure him, you set the conditions.”

Her pleading tone caused Yuzo Joel to fall into a deep silence, and it took him a while before he would say,

“Why be so persistent?”

“It’s not about shooting guns; it’s a scar on the inside. If I were to stand by and watch my closest person harbor lifelong regrets in his heart, what’s the use of all that I’ve learned… Actually…”

As Kiara listened to Yuzo Joel, her heart was already sinking into despair.

If even Yuzo Joel said it was hopeless, then it really must be impossible to cure her Camden.

“Actually, what?”

“Actually, I had plans for next year… but now everything has lost its meaning. Never mind, I won’t bother you anymore. You go on with your work. For the fee, just send it to my email and I’ll transfer the money to you.”

Hearing her tone, as if she had come to terms with everything and wanted nothing more, Yuzo Joel felt as if fire was being poured over his anxiety.

“What on earth are you planning to do, you girl?” From the sound of it, she seemed to be ready to renounce the secular world as if preparing to become a nun.

Anxious, Yuzo Joel’s heart raced, but Kiara didn’t give him the chance.

She hung up the phone directly.

Then she turned it off and began to pack her things with tears streaming down her face.

All her professional books were thrown into a large box, and she packed away everything related to her studies, no longer wanting to learn.

She didn’t want anything anymore.

Neither was there a need to continue her education, nor did she want her master’s degree.

Money, the most prestigious workshop–all of it, goodbye.

If she couldn’t save Mario Yuno, what was the use in her continuing her studies? Every time she would treat someone in the future, she would be reminded of her own incompetence and the fact that she couldn’t save the man she loved the most.

Thinking about his kindness towards her in this life and the past, she suddenly didn’t care for anything else.

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Kiara rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen with a resolute expression, deciding to become a full-time homemaker, just like her psychologist suggested.

When people are thrust into desperate situations, they tend to obsess over minor details. Right now, Kiara was so frantic that she began to take things to extremes.

More precisely, it was because of Mario Yuno’s contagious mental state. Kiara’s mental health was borderline unhealthy, leaning towards an anxious condition. This adherence to the principles of psychology meant that when one family member exhibited psychological issues, it could affect their loved ones as well–a classic case of ‘too much care, too much chaos.’

The moment she ended the call, it nearly drove Yuzo Joel insane.

His mind was filled with images of Kiara taking things to extremes. With her strong-willed character, he knew that if she didn’t see a way out, she could act impulsively any minute. Yet when he tried to call her, her phone was switched off.

With Kiara weighing on his mind, Yuzo Joel cast aside his distinguished patients, to hell with money and power. His baby was in danger, and he couldn’t care less about anything else.

In fact, Yuzo Joel’s state of mind was just as chaotic as Kiara’s current frenzy–both were cases of ‘too much care, too chaos.’

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

“Camden, find me a plane immediately, I need to go back to the country.”

“Oh… going back to the country?” A lazy voice came from the other end, but the dragged-out tone let those familiar with him know that the person Yuzo Joel called ‘Camden’ must be extremely irked at that moment.

“Yes, right now, immediately.”

“Oh haha, my dear master, have you forgotten you can’t leave now? That huge deal you’re willing to drop–I think you’re really tired of living.”

“Stop dawdling and get it arranged.”

Camden hung up the phone, his handsome face twisted with a menacing air, “I need to get in touch with your dad my ass!”

The man in white sitting opposite Camden, sipping tea with him, sneered at the threatening look on Camden’s face.

“If Old Father Jackson wants to go back, just let him. Why the big temper tantrum?”

“I’m throwing a temper tantrum?! Why don’t you say that Old Father Jackson is being unreasonable? He does whatever he pleases, does he not know how important this deal is to us? What could be more important than treating important clients? Does he really want the president on our tail before he’s satisfied?”

The man in white shrugged, “As if a tiny country could chase us, he’s just bragging.”

Receiving a piercing look from Camden, the man in white blinked, “Alright, I’ll stop, but if you don’t get a plane for Old Father Jackson, just you watch.”

With that, he casually straightened his hair, the fragrant sandalwood beads on his wrist particularly conspicuous.

“This old man has gone senile, and you all follow him blindly; it’s madness. Don’t think I don’t know. Making such a fuss and abandoning his important clients–I want to see what precious thing he’s hiding from me over there!”

The man in white rotated the beads on his wrist, his smile appearing gentle yet sly, “With that tone, you sound like a wife who’s found her husband has someone on the side. It’s so sour it’s making my teeth hurt. Are you jealous that Old Father Jackson has someone else in his heart?”

Furious, Camden pointed at the man’s nose, “You big flower cat, why aren’t you indulging yourself with your pile of lifeless wood instead of butting in here! Keep talking nonsense, and I’ll burn all your rotten wood to ashes and watch your heart break!”

Upon hearing that his prized possessions might be set ablaze, the man in white promptly sat upright, dismissively waving his hand.

“Fine, if you want to have a love-hate relationship with Old Father Jackson, be my guest. I’m not getting involved with your mess. Jiade Auction House is about to auction an awesome antique cabinet, and I’d rather prepare for that. You can have a good time with Old Father Jackson, but don’t say I didn’t warn you–”

He twirled the beads around his wrist and his tone became stern. While smiling, his gaze filled with a sympathetic look at Camden.

“Don’t think Old Father Jackson has no temper. Go ahead, try him.”

Camden pointed at the man in white, “Norris Flowery Fox, do you have too much wood to burn?”