Anthony's smile disappeared and he nodded.

“Aunt Jessica recommended that I take you out regularly for relaxing outings. She swears it is good for relieving the psychological cause of narcolepsy."

Maria was dumbfounded.

In fact, Anthony was under no obligation to treat her disease.

But Maria did not refuse. After all, as a patient, she certainly hoped that her disease would be healed soon.

He drove to a natural park in the suburb of Sheffield. The beautiful landscape and cultural scenery were quite inviting for some Leisurely activity.

The park reminded Maria of the small town and even the villages she lived in before coming to Sheffield.

An inexplicably peaceful feeling enveloped her.

"Someone is here!"

Anthony suddenly said in an urgent whisper.

Maria was frightened. She was pushing Anthony's wheelchair and the two were walking along the tree-lined path.

She had noticed tourists staring at them from two hundred feet away through the willow branches.

“Is it dangerous?" Maria asked in a soft voice.

“Not really," Anthony said softly, "But we are under surveillance." The atmosphere suddenly became very tense.

They were under surveillance?

Jack was baffled.

The young man under the willow tree on the right, the tourists with cameras on the left and the couples who were sailing on the lake were all disguised.

To the best of Jack's knowledge, these people were actually Anthony's newly trained private bodyguards, and now they were only doing their jobs; that was, protecting him from a distance.

However, Anthony and Jack knew these people, but Maria did not know them.

What exactly did Anthony want?