“But you could’ve all received treatment together! They shouldn’t have gone to Erihal. The three of you should have stayed behind so that none of you would miss out on Dr. Felch’s treatment!”
“Dr. Felch was old; he wouldn’t have been able to manage. He collapsed right after treating Charlotte and Ellie. If he had to treat me too, none of us would have made it.”
“But—”
“That’s enough, Mr. Spencer,” Zachary interjected. “It’s too late now. There’s no point bringing up the past.”
“All right.” Spencer lowered his head, choosing not to say any more despite feeling slightly resentful toward Charlotte.
The older man refused to believe that the doctor would be unable to cure one more person and secretly blamed Charlotte for Zachary’s current predicament.
“I called you over because I want to leave the Nacht family in your hands,” Zachary said gravely. “Ben and Bruce have stayed by my side for many years, but they still have a long way to go compared to you. You have the ability to take the helm here. The only problem is that you may seem less convincing because of your identity, so I’ll find a way to change that.”
“I understand.” Spencer no longer opposed to his decision. “I’ll do everything in my power to carry out your will and protect the Nacht family for as long as I live.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Zachary felt especially relieved. “Take care of your health, and please do not fall until the kids have grown,” he exhorted.
“Okay.” Spencer nodded, his eyes reddening slightly.
“You can leave now. I’ll be meeting Johann soon.” The corner of Zachary’s lips quirked into a smile. “Take good care of yourself. I’ll talk to you again when I’ve made all the necessary arrangements.”
“Got it.” Spencer gazed at the younger man before him. He wanted to say something more but ultimately stopped himself.
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