The Ultimate Reborn Heiress (Scarlett) novel Chapter 425

hapter 425 The Man Who Wouldn’t Wake

When the butler, Will Stone, saw Simon, the man gave a gentle smile.

“Mr. Simon, it’s been a while.”

Simon smiled back. “Will, long time no see.”

Then he turned to Scarlett. “This is Will. He’s my Uncle Ferris’s butler. He’s the one who usually takes care of him here.”

He introduced her as well.

Will clearly knew who she was. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes as he looked at her.

“Ms. Sanchez, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Scarlett nodded politely.

Will continued, “Since you came on such short notice, Mr. Stanley isn’t here today. He’s older and lives elsewhere. The others are all busy with work, so they couldn’t make it either.”

He was referring to Ferris’s father and older brothers.

“That’s fine,” Scarlett said, “Let me see the patient first.”

She still didn’t know the full situation.

Simon had told her that his uncle had suddenly fallen into a coma without any prior illness.

And with the family’s wealth, they would have had no trouble finding top doctors. They must have tried everything over the years.

Yet nothing had worked.

So until she saw him herself, she couldn’t make any conclusions.

‘Ms. Sanchez, this way,” Will said.

He led them upstairs to the second floor and pushed open a door

A faint scent filled the room, something like amber and old wood It was calm and pleasant

Scarlett took in the scene at a glance

The room had a classic feel filled with carved solid wood furniture

And then she saw the man on the bed

She paused for a moment and glanced at Simon

So this was why he always dyes his hair whire

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Chapter 425 The Man Who Wouldn’t Wake

The man lying there had long, snow–white hair.

Simon leaned closer and whispered, “After Uncle Ferris fell into a coma, his hair turned white overnight. Then it just kept growing longer. He’s always had long hair since then. Honestly, it looks really cool on him. That’s why I started dyeing my hair white too.”

Scarlett nodded. She understood.

Teenagers often admired strength.

Before the coma, Ferris must have been someone remarkable. Even if he was only a few years older than Simon, he must have left a strong impression on him.

That kind of admiration made people want to imitate, even just a little.

And it wasn’t just Simon. She remembered Tyrone had the same white hair too.

Clearly, Ferris had influenced more than one person.

Scarlett stepped closer to the carved wooden bed.

The man lying there wore silk pajamas. His features were striking.

Not soft or gentle.

Even with his eyes closed, there was a sharpness in his face. A quiet edge that made him seem distant.

The best–looking person Scarlett had seen before was Nathan.

Nathan had perfect features–both bone structure and skin. His beauty was gentle. Looking at him maste >eople want to admire him without thinking.

But this man was different.

Even unconscious, he gave off a sense of distance.

He lay still, hands folded over his chest. His skin was pale–the kind of pale that came from not weig Sunlight for a long time. There was little color in it.

But it didn’t take away from how handsome he was

As Scarlett studied his face, a strange feeling suddenly rose in her chest

It was faint, but real

Just as she was about to think about it more, Simon spoke beside her

“My uncle’s name is Ferris We call him Uncle, but he’s really only a few years older than us

The moment was broken That faint, strange feeling disappeared completely

Scarlett frowned slightly.

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Chapter 425 The Man Who Wouldn’t Wake

#Finished

“I’ll look at him,” she said.

To be honest, from his face alone, Ferris had the kind of presence that suggested great fortune.

In ancient times, he would have been someone fit to be a king.

But aside from his pale complexion, there was nothing unusual about him.

There were no signs that could explain why he had fallen into a coma.

And it was clear the family had taken good care of him.

Even after ten years in a coma, he was only a little thinner. His muscles hadn’t wasted away. His figure was still tall and well–proportioned. His face, though pale, still had a hint of color.

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