Chapter 300

Tyrone said nothing else and left, leaving behind a whiff of cold air behind him.

Once Tyrone was gone from Dr. John's sight, Dr. John wiped the sweat off his forehead and let out a sigh of relief.

He would only be full of smiles when he was speaking with Heather. That was so scary.

…

Once Heather walked out of the building, she walked over to the car, stopping by the roadside.

"Hattie!"

A young woman's voice suddenly sounded.

Whitney was standing not that far away, wearing a dress and a white coat. Her black hair was resting on her shoulders and her lips were scarlet red from her lipstick, hiding the paleness underneath. However, it made her already pale face look even paler.

"I thought I had mistaken someone else for you. I didn't expect that it really was you."

Whitney walked over happily.

Heather looked at her purse, which was worth tens of thousands of dollars, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to the hospital and I'm waiting for a cab."

"How are you doing?"

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