Madam Falcon's mansion looked as magnificent as ever, representing a deep root accumulated by a well-known family over the centuries.
When Samantha stepped into Mrs Falcon's bedroom, she was resting on a lounger chair.
Perhaps because of her illness, the woman in her late eighties finally was not showing arrogance. Instead, her eyes reflected some sort of loneliness.
Hearing some sound, Madam Falcon opened her eyes. She saw Samantha's face through her blurry eyes.
She looked at Samantha with an indecipherable expression and finally asked in a hoarse voice, "Why did you save me?"
Samantha replied, "Doctors should be kind."
Madam Falcon laughed, "You must be."
She looked at Samantha, carrying disdain and disgust in her eyes. After a long moment, she said, "You may have
