“Hey, I know your shift is over, but I need you to fill in for me!"

“I just got off work," Horace said angrily.

“I saw your kid looking at my racer models. Ask him to head over to my place and pick one tomorrow."

There was a display cabinet in Sheffield's house, showing off his racer models. Once when Horace and his son came to visit Sheffield after his leg was injured by Carlos’ men, the boy spotted the display case. Since then, it was all he could talk about.

Horace got impatient with him and decided to buy one for his son so that the boy would stop talking about it. So he searched online and found any of them cost a pretty penny. There was no way he could afford that on his own. He decided that he would never let his son go to

Sheffield's house ever again.

Horace shut his mouth, immediately changed his clothes and rushed to the hospital to work another shift.

When he arrived at the hospital, he found that Sheffield had changed into casual clothing. Leaning against the desk, he looked at his phone.

It seemed that there was a video on it. Horace didn't pay attention to the video. Excitement was written all over his face. He asked Sheffield with the utmost care, "A racer model from your collection? And you want me to give it to my kid?"

Sheffield put his phone in his pocket and nodded, “Yeah. I'm out of here!"

“Money's a little tight right now. Can I talk you down?" He had a house payment, and he sacrificed a lot to buy it. Sheffield knew it. But he didn't want to accept the expensive gift for free, so he had to offer the other doctor money.

“We'll talk about it later. You need to get to work. Don't forget that the patient in bed No. 7 is on dialysis and it's almost finished. You need to check on him."

“I know that. About that racer model..

Sheffield had already walked to the door. He waved at him without looking back.

"Come see me at home tomorrow."

It thrilled Horace more than words could say. But he still wondered the same thing he often did: how did Sheffield come into so much money so young? He had never heard him mention his family, nor had he seen any of his family members visit him. It was as if he was an orphan.

It would be sad if he was really an orphan!

Sheffield rushed to the parking lot, got into his car and rushed to the

New District Exhibition Center.

Forty minutes later, he saw that security guards were swarming the place.

Instead of hurrying from the car, he suddenly remembered what Dollie had told him before.

"I'm part of a fashion show. The Launch is in a couple days. It's Glamour's autumn Line, under Hilton Group. My agent has just signed a contract with Glamour. Would you be my escort? How about I give you an invitation?"

Dollie wanted to be an actress, but she was scouted by an agent for her beauty and became a model.

The young model had risen quickly in the industry. She was famous even before she graduated from university.

He remembered that he told her he'd have to work overtime this evening, and that was why he had refused her.