Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Zuko regained his composure and glanced at Fred, scoffing slightly. “Didn’t you ask me if you’re okay? I was just

telling the truth…”

“Okay, okay!” Fred was sweating nervously. “Um… Zeke, can we talk about my illness alone?”

Zuko considered it for a moment and stood up. He followed Fred to his car, which was parked at the entrance of the

alley. He had brought a needle with him.

Zuko repeated everything he had discovered from checking Fred’s pulse inside the car.

After listening, Fred nodded in understanding.

In truth, before coming to Zuko, Fred had visited a holistic doctor. He had sought Zuko out to verify if the rumors

about his abilities were true. Additionally, Fred had heard that the president of the Southeast Aciatic Medical

Association doted on his grandson. Not only had he passed on his knighthood to him, but he had also taught him

everything about holistic healing…

Fred wanted to test whether Zeke was truly Zuko!

As he listened to Zuko naming his illness and explaining its causes, Fred was taken aback. He couldn’t believe that

everything Zuko said aligned perfectly with the diagnosis from the holistic doctor he had seen, despite Zuko being

so young!

If Zuko hadn’t inherited his knowledge from somewhere, which young holistic doctor could possess such abilities?

Fred’s frown deepened, and doubt grew in his eyes.

He then asked in a testing manner, “Zeke, what should I do about this?”

“Don’t always be angry, and take care of your health. Eat well, sleep better, and you should recover,” Zuko replied

with a smirk. Suddenly, he recalled a pill from Irwin Pharmaceuticals in Southeast Aciatic.

Rowan used to send them to Zephyr from time to time. When Zuko was young, he didn’t recall seeing them, but as

he grew older, the packages from Southeast Aciatic became more frequent. His father also started throwing away

the pills more often.

Zephyr would always exclaim, “Why would I need these?” and then instruct the maids to dispose of them as far

away as possible.

Zuko sighed. He wasted so much good stuff back then! His father did not need them, but many men in the world

did, such as the person in front of him.

Zuko looked at Fred and noticed that he had been staring at the box with the needle in his pocket.

Zuko was alert and shoved the box deeper into his pocket subtly.

“Mr. Grist, in reality, there are many things you should let go of. 80% of illnesses are caused by emotions,” Zuko

calmly stated.

Fred scoffed. “Ha! I’d like to be happy too! I’ve been shouldering all the burdens in the family for years. I’ve put in

so much effort, and that damned girl Violet has ruined everything! Tell me, how can I not be mad and hurt my

liver?”

Zuko’s eyes flickered with complexity as he replied in his deep voice, “Since you feel it’s unfair, try doing something

about it. Mr. Grist, you’re superior to Violet in terms of connections and abilities, so why are you tormenting

yourself?”

Fred’s eyes lit up. “Zeke, you’re not just a simple truck driver to be so wise!”

“But I’m just an ordinary man.” Zuko smiled. “To my Lina, I’m just a regular husband. and impulses like any normal

person… Mr. Grist, do you understand what I’m trying to say?”

Fred’s heart tightened. Was Zuko referring to the fact that if Fred crossed his boundaries, Zuko would respond with

“impulse” without hesitation, even resorting to violence?

In shock, Fred nodded while Zuko smiled and exited the car.

Before Zuko reached home, he received a call from Toph, asking if he could come home for a while.

Zuko furrowed his brow. He had to, as he needed to make an effort to obtain some of his mother’s antique jewelry

for Lina…

Thus, he agreed.

On the day Zuko arrived in Centrolis, Toph informed him, “Pammy was sick earlier, so I used the excuse of acting as

a caregiver to visit the Thompsons. I finally managed to enter the princess’ room!”

Zuko furrowed his brow. “Do you even know how to be a caregiver?”

Toph scratched his head and smiled innocently. “That’s not the point. I… I stole her mug, but she didn’t notice!”

“You got her sample?” asked Zuko.

“I did, but something strange happened…” Toph’s expression turned serious as he handed over a DNA report.

Zuko reviewed the report and saw that the result was—a 99% match. “W-What is this?”

“What else? She’s the real Pammy!” Toph pouted. “Bro, do you think we got it wrong from the beginning? Maybe

Pammy couldn’t get used to it, which is why she avoided me?”

“Impossible!” Zuko stated firmly.

In truth, Zuko had a peculiar feeling ever since he first saw Pammy.

“So what do we do now, bro?” asked Toph.

“We stop the investigation.” Zuko pondered for a moment and then had an epiphany. He grabbed his brother and

asked, “What if… someone tampered with the DNA report?”

Toph’s eyes widened. “What are you suggesting?”

“I’m saying there might be someone with malicious intent trying to hinder us from uncovering the truth. What do

you think?”

“Bro, do you mean…”

Zuko looked into Toph’s eyes and nodded.

“So the investigation must continue.” Zuko spoke with a deep voice. “But we need to reconsider and change our

strategy. It might still work.”

Toph furrowed his brow deeply, and something suddenly came to his mind after a brief silence.

“Oh, yeah!” Toph grabbed his brother. “When Pammy was drifting in and out of her illness, I stayed with her. I heard

her calling out ‘mom’!”

“So, she was calling Aunt Linda?” asked Zuko.

“I don’t think so…” Toph lowered his voice. “Right after that, she mentioned something about a kidney donor… Bro,

does Aunt Linda need a new kidney?”