Davey was the kind of person who became more and more elegant as he got older. When he was in his twenties, he looked too young for his age. And when he got older, he was more popular among women.

Davey was in his forties now. But with proper care and exercise, he looked like he was only in his early thirties. He was extremely charming. Although he was known for being ruthless, many women in Aurora still liked him desperately.

However, Jimena would never take a fancy to Davey at all. Since she had become the Glyn family's private doctor, she had seen too many bloody and wicked things. As a result, her legs trembled every time she saw Davey. For Davey, she felt nothing but fear.

"Mr. Glyn, what can I do for you?" Jimena asked cautiously.

Instead of answering her question, Davey looked at Jimena's tightly clenched fingers and asked casually, "Jimena, are you afraid of me?"

“Me? I..." Jimena wanted to imitate others and praise Davey for being outstanding in appearance, talented, and respectful. But she couldn't utter a word. She could only admit nervously, "Yes."

It was just a simple single word, but it made Davey happy. Since Jimena was afraid of him, she naturally wouldn't dare to betray him and do tricks behind his back.

Davey pursed his lips and said, "I'm not a monster, Jimena. You don't have to be afraid of me."

Jimena nodded. But it was obvious from her expression that she was not relaxed.

Davey asked casually, “What did you two just talk about in the room?"

“Nothing, Mr. Glyn," Jimena replied in a low voice.

"Nothing?" Davey sneered. "You two were in the room for an hour. Are you saying that you didn't talk the whole time?"

The sneer on Davey's face was terrifying. Jimena was so frightened that her legs trembled, and she knelt on the floor with a flop. "Mr. Glyn, I'm sorry."

Davey still had a casual look on his face. He put down his crossed legs, stared at Jimena, and asked, “What are you sorry for?"

"I... I..." Jimena hesitated for a while. Then, finally, she confessed, "I shouldn't have agreed to buy medicine for madam."

"Medicine? What medicine?"

Jimena handed Davey a piece of paper. Davey recognized Casey's handwriting.

Jimena banged her head hard on the floor. "I'm sorry, Mr. Glyn. I shouldn't have taken her money. She promised me fifty thousand dollars, so I agreed to buy medicine for her."

After reading the paper, Davey said expressionlessly, "Fifty thousand? She is generous."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Glyn. It's all my fault. I promise I won't do it again. Please give me one more chance.."