Rise of The Abandoned Husband (Liam Knight) novel Chapter 66

66 Chapter 66 – The Overseas Export and the Unwavering Patriot

66 Chapter 66 – The Overseas Expert and the

Unwavering Patriot

The Shepherd family mansion loomed before us, a sprawling estate on the outskirts of Shiglance City. Leopold led us through massive mahogany doors into a foyer that

could have swallowed my entire former apartment.

“We’ve prepared a guest room for you and your… assistant,” Leopold said, gesturing vaguely toward Eamon. “But before you settle in, I should inform you of a

development.”

I raised an eyebrow, watching his carefully composed expression.

“After Miss Ashworth contacted us, my son Jonah reached out to an old family friend- Dr. Maxim Huxley. He’s just returned from studying advanced medical techniques abroad and has graciously agreed to examine Eleanor this afternoon.”

Jonah stepped forward, a self–satisfied smile playing on his lips. “Dr. Huxley completed his residency at Inverness Medical Center in Europa. He specializes in metabolic disorders.”

“I see,” I replied, keeping my voice neutral despite the obvious implication. They’d called in reinforcements, someone they believed outranked me in expertise.

Leopold cleared his throat. “We thought it best not to mention your… alternative approach to Dr. Huxley. He’s rather particular about disturbances to his diagnostic process.”

“So I’m just an accompanier?” I asked directly.

Leopold had the decency to look slightly embarrassed. “We don’t want to create any tension that might affect my wife’s care. I’m sure you understand.”

Before I could respond, a door opened at the far end of the hallway. A tall man with wire–rimmed glasses and a pristine white coat emerged, carrying a leather medical bag that looked more decorative than functional.

“Ah, Dr. Huxley,” Leopold said, relief evident in his voice. “Allow me to introduce Liam Knight, a… colleague of Miss Ashworth’s.”

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Huxley barely glanced in my direction as he extended a limp hand. “Knight. Pleasure: His dismissal was immediate as he turned back to Leopold. “I’ve completed my initial examination. We should discuss my findings.”

I bit back a retort as the three men moved toward what appeared to be a study, leaving Eamon and me standing in the foyer.

“Charming bunch,” Eamon muttered under his breath.

A housekeeper appeared from another doorway. “I can show you to your rooms if you’d like to freshen up.”

“Thank you,” I replied. “But I’d prefer to meet Mrs. Shepherd first, if possible.

The housekeeper hesitated. “Dr. Huxley was quite specific about Mrs. Shepherd resting after his examination.”

“Of course he was,” I said, not bothering to hide my irritation now.

An hour later, Leopold summoned us to his study. The room was dominated by shelves of leather–bound books that looked pristine and unread. Huxley sat in an armchair like it was a throne, while Jonah stood behind his father’s desk with arms crossed.

“Dr. Huxley has diagnosed Eleanor with hypoglycemia coupled with an autoimmune response,” Leopold announced. “He’s recommended a treatment plan involving medications developed at the Inverness Research Institute.”

“I see,” I replied carefully. “And may I ask what symptoms Mrs. Shepherd has been experiencing?”

Jonah let out an exaggerated sigh. “Is that really necessary? Dr. Huxley has already—”

“It’s fine,” Leopold interrupted. “Eleanor experiences weakness, fatigue, dizziness. She’s lost significant weight over the past three months.”

“Any digestive issues? Changes in appetite?” I asked.

Jonah scoffed. “Mr. Knight, perhaps your… traditional medicine approaches don’t recognize the advances made in modern diagnostics. Dr. Huxley used the latest tes g equipment brought from Europa.”

I ignored him, turning to Huxley. “What’s your treatment recommendation?”

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Huxley smiled thinly. “I’ve prescribed Glycostat–X, developed in Inverness specifically for complex hypoglycemic conditions. It’s vastly superior to anything available locally.”

“Interesting,” I replied. “I’m not familiar with this medication.”

“Of course not,” Huxley said with barely disguised condescension. “It’s only available through specialized international channels. The medical community in Pyro is… well, let’s say it’s several steps behind.”

Eamon, who had been silent until now, straightened. “That’s a rather broad generalization about an entire nation’s medical expertise, isn’t it?”

Huxley raised an eyebrow, looking at Eamon as if noticing him for the first time. “And you are?”

“Eamon Greene. I assist Dr. Knight.”

“I see. Well, Mr. Greene, when you’ve studied at institutions that actually push medical boundaries rather than clinging to outdated methodologies, perhaps your opinion might carry some weight.”

The room fell silent. I could feel Eamon’s anger radiating beside me.

“Dr. Knight,” Huxley said, turning to me with obvious disdain, “perhaps you should control your

subordinate. Not everyone appreciates these… nationalist outbursts.”

I felt my patience snap. “Eamon isn’t my subordinate; he’s my colleague. And his question was entirely valid.”

“I doubt someone of your limited expertise would recognize valid medical questioning,” Huxley retorted. “While you’ve been peddling herbal remedies and acupuncture, I’ve been working with the world’s leading researchers.”

“Yet somehow, despite all that prestigious education, you’ve failed to learn basic professional courtesy,” I replied evenly.

Leopold stepped forward, clearly uncomfortable with the escalating tension. “Gentlemen, please. This isn’t helping Eleanor.”

“You’re right,” I conceded. “Mr. Shepherd, I’d still like to examine your wife, if possible.”

Jonah snorted. “To what end? So you can suggest some ancient folk remedy? Dr. Huxley’s education represents the pinnacle of medical advancement.”

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