Eyebrows knitted in a frown, Matthew stood stock still and said, "This how you boss my sister around?"

“Not even. I wouldn't ask her to do that. She's my one and only. You, on the other hand. Sheffield chuckled.

“Do it yourself!" Matthew snapped. Few people in Matthew's life would ever give him orders. Sheffield really had some nerve.

Hearing the anger in Matthew's tone, Sheffield heaved a sigh and said,

“Fine, I'm going to bed. You're on your own."

Matthew wasn't bothered by what he said. He took out his phone and pretended to make a call.

“I think Calvert would be a better brother-in-law..."

His words successfully drew Sheffield's attention. He immediately jumped up from the sofa and ran to the fridge. He took out two bottles of water and handed one to Matthew, smiling obsequiously.

“Here,

Matthew. Drink up. I'm sorry. I don't get many guests, so there's not much in the fridge."

Matthew shot him a cold stare.

"Cut it out!"

“Too thick?" "Yeah," Matthew said. Sheffield placed the bottles on the table, unscrewed one and gulped down the water. Then he led the way to the study.

“Let's go! You know, I think I have my second wind..."

Matthew entered the young doctor's study. There was a computer for each of them.

They kept working on the computers until it was dawn.

It was New Year's Day. Soon after Matthew came back to the manor, he and his sisters went out with their parents to greet the elders and their friends. Sheffield had to work. The sick didn't take holidays off.

Sheffield went to the hospital alone after he got up in the afternoon.

Not long after he reached his office, Nova came in and whispered to him, “Dr. Sheffield, may I ask you something?"

Knowing that the woman was not a good wife, Sheffield was very cold to her.

“If I said no, would you go away?" Shock shuddered through her.

She was not used to being treated like that.

"What did you want to ask me?"

“How much is Evander's bill?" Evelyn had sunk $200, 000 into treatment for Evander upfront. Nova wondered if it was enough for her husband's treatment.

A hint of mockery flashed through Sheffield's eyes, and he said, "A dialysis visit is $50@ a pop. The drugs are extra. He needs dialysis every two days. Do the math."