Chapter 1832

Manfred shot back, "Isn't that the case?" He had personally severed Cyril's manhood, and there was no fixing it. No miracle doctor in the world could achieve such a feat. Cyril simply wasn't going to be saved. "You... ungrateful wretch!" Randall's face reddened with fury, veins bulging in his neck, but for a moment, he was left speechless. Manfred's words rang too true. The doctors they had consulted had all said the same thing—even if a divine being descended from the heavens, Cyril would never recover. He would never be the man he once was. This was something they couldn't report to the authorities. If they did, the Atkinson family would lose all honor, and Cyril would never be able to show himself in public again. But despite their best efforts to keep it quiet, the rumors had already spread through Vlario. They'd summoned so many doctors that it was impossible for word not to have leaked. The news was out. The Atkinson family's reputation had never been good. They had always