Unlike the previous banquet, this one wasn’t held in the city center but at a villa on the western outskirts.Amelia didn’t ride her battle axe motorcycle this time. After packing her medical kit and the invitation, she took a taxi.Was it just her imagination, or did this invitation seem a little different?As she sat in the taxi, Amelia was deep in thought.The driver, on hearing the destination, was visibly surprised. "The Caesar in the west suburbs isn’t a place just anyone can go. I’ve heard that only high-ranking figures are invited there today. Little lady, are you…?""Just going to get my face seen," Amelia answered with a soft smile, her long black hair flowing around her face.The driver chuckled. "I figured as much. A young lady like you certainly isn’t just going there to treat someone."Amelia smiled but said nothing.The Caesar Hotel had multiple branches, each with a different level of exclusivity.The one in the center of LA was open to the public, but the one in the w
In the manor’s hall, people continued to arrive, and Amelia was among them. However, her attire clearly set her apart from the rest. She wore a white shirt, jeans, and a burgundy baseball cap, looking more like an unsophisticated student than someone attending a high-profile event.The security guard at the entrance raised a hand to stop her, his tone polite. "May I ask who you are?"Before Amelia could answer, a cold laugh rang out from beside her. "A quack from Traditional medicine, and she dares to show up at the Jenkins family’s event."It was Zhang Long, who was walking alongside Evelyn, with Mia and her mother following close behind. Mia’s gaze was deliberately avoiding Amelia, clearly not wanting anyone to know they had any connection.Mary, on the other hand, glared at Amelia with pure hatred. That damn girl—she really wouldn’t go away!Amelia raised an eyebrow, her voice slow and playful. "Oh, what a small world. So many familiar faces.""Who’s familiar with you?" Zhang Long
Upon hearing the word "forgery," the bodyguards exchanged glances, and one of them politely said, "Miss, could you please show us your invitation?"Amelia, perceptive as ever, immediately realized there was something suspicious about the invitation. However, she wasn’t worried. If necessary, she could always reveal her true identity as a "Saint Hand."With a calm expression, Amelia casually took out the gold-embossed invitation from her black bag and handed it over.Sure enough, the bodyguards’ expressions changed dramatically when they saw it!This… this is!The crowd, observing the bodyguards' reactions, began to whisper, speculating, "Could it be that there’s something wrong with the invitation?"Zhang Long sneered with disdain. "Not only did Victoria kill people with her prescriptions, but now her disciple is a fraud as well! This is a disgrace to the medical field!"Evelyn, too, was smiling, her words dripping with arrogance. "Little girl, if you really want to go in, you could a
Amelia didn’t actually let the bodyguards take her bag. "No need to trouble yourselves. The things inside are for my medical work, I’ll carry it myself. You can go about your business."She still had to meet the "old friend’s grandson" her grandmother had mentioned, and being too flashy might complicate things.The bodyguards, understanding her, nodded politely. "Please, go ahead."Evelyn couldn’t watch this any longer. Her teeth clenched as she hissed, "Are you sure that invitation is real?""Yeah! Maybe you just didn’t see it right!" Mary shouted louder than anyone else.She knew very well the conditions of that girl—how could she possibly have a real invitation?Mia bit her lip and tugged at her mother's sleeve. "Mom, this is the Jenkins family."At that, Mary regained her composure and stopped arguing with the bodyguards. Her daughter was right—it was the Jenkins family; she couldn’t act recklessly.Zhang Long, however, didn’t share the same opinion. He always looked down on these
Mary let out an “Ah!”But Evelyn only coldly laughed. "Where would she have gotten the invitation? It was me who sent someone with it.""You sent someone?" Mia was confused.Evelyn’s headache was growing. "the Adler family had three invitations. I intended to send a fake one, but it seems Zhong Gu got confused and sent the real one by mistake.""Well, that really worked out for that little brat!" Mary was itching with frustration. "If you’d given it to me, it would’ve been much better."Evelyn was losing her patience. "I would’ve taken you in too!"Saying that, she walked up to the bodyguards and haughtily handed over the invitation.The bodyguards examined it and then stepped aside to let her pass.At last, Evelyn managed to regain some face.But her mood quickly plummeted again.Because Mary’s loud shout echoed, "Gu laoshi! Gu laoshi! They won’t let me in!"Evelyn turned around and glared at the bodyguard who was blocking her way. "What’s going on?""Ma’am, the invitation specifies
The newcomer was dressed in a trendy style, with fair skin and striking features. He had a red headphone hanging around his neck, and he didn’t look like a doctor at all. He resembled someone in the rap scene instead.Without hesitation, he plopped down next to Amelia, still mumbling, "Our old man always gives me these ridiculous tasks, taking care of an old friend’s granddaughter. Like I know how to look after someone?"As he spoke, he looked Amelia up and down with an intense gaze. "Sis, you really surprised me! You’re bold, huh, even daring to reveal your background."Amelia fixed her gaze on his face for a moment, her eyes carrying an unreadable expression. "Henry?"Henry's eyes widened in surprise. Wait, the way she called him "sis" sounded so much like his boss!It must be a mistake, a mere illusion!Henry quickly checked his phone. His boss hadn't mentioned anything about attending the seminar, and the chat page still displayed that rejection message.He had known it! His wise
The person who interrupted Amelia was the late-arriving Gu Zhongguo. He had been unable to use any strength in his arms due to the girl sitting in front of him—this "dead girl" had caused him a lot of trouble!Gu Zhongguo looked at Amelia and snorted coldly, “The Hart family is really ridiculous. They’ll accept anyone to their seminar.”Henry didn’t care at all. “What does that have to do with you?”Gu Zhongguo ignored him and turned to Xiang Tiancai. “Xiang, don’t blame me for not warning you. Stop associating with these useless people. You should pay attention to who this person really is.”Xiang Tiancai, who was already annoyed by Gu Zhongguo’s arrogant attitude, retorted, “I don’t care who she is. I don’t judge my friends based on their background.”Gu Zhongguo smirked, “How stupid can you be? Not only do you not recognize any drugs, but you don’t even recognize your former cousin-in-law.” He pointed at Amelia. “This is the fake daughter of the Milton family—the one they kicked ou
Amelia casually lifted a wooden chair with one hand and moved to a different spot. She sat with her legs slightly crossed, looking both beautiful and fierce. "Where did this ugly guy come from, and why’s he talking so much?"Ugly guy?!The atmosphere in the room froze instantly.Xiang Zichen’s expression was priceless. He seemed to not believe what he heard, his mouth trembling, “What did you say?”"Ugly guy," Amelia replied indifferently with a smile. "Did you hear me clearly? If not, go get your ears checked.""You—!" Xiang Zichen’s chest heaved in anger.Almost everyone’s face changed.Especially Mia. She clenched her hands, her brows furrowed.What was going on?Wasn’t she the one who liked Xiang Zichen the most? Mia had seen this woman beg for Xiang Zichen’s attention, even willing to sacrifice her life for him.And now...?Mia took a deep breath.Xiang Zichen, looking like a clown who couldn’t get off stage, spoke up, "Amelia, have you forgotten how you begged me last time to le
“What?” Carl asked, his wrist adorned with a crimson bead, looking as noble and cool as ever.The combination of his refined appearance and well-tailored suit created an almost destructive allure.Amelia reached out, her fingertip grazing his diamond cufflink, her smile turning slightly seductive. “How about I bite you?”She would never have asked for such a thing before.Whenever her anger flared up due to her condition, she would hold it in, using cold water to cool her head.But for some reason, when faced with him, she found herself unconsciously wanting to test if his neck was as cold as it looked.Most people would refuse such a request.But Carl chuckled softly. “Bite where?”“On the neck,” Amelia replied, her voice already tinged with impatience. Her tongue slid over her lips, a carefree and beautiful smile playing on her face.Carl wrapped his arm around her waist
The scene of two people who were evenly matched yet strangely well-matched left Smith speechless, unable to say a single word.He had been following his boss for so many years and had never seen anyone break through the cold, aloof barrier that surrounded him.But then, this girl came along. No soft words or sweet talk, just a low laugh mixed with beauty, and she wasn't afraid of their boss at all. She even mocked his calligraphy.She probably had never seen their boss covered in blood, cold and violent.Every time the boss dealt with someone, even those who followed him trembled in fear.But the boss always acted with reason, rewarding or punishing according to the situation.Still, there had never been anyone brave enough to get close to him like this.Amelia didn’t invite them to stay for dinner because she could clearly see the exhaustion on the man’s handsome face.Instead, she prepared some mushroom and vegeta
*Thump, thump, thump...*The sound was deep and steady, completely different from his frail body.Who would have imagined that this was the heartbeat of someone whose life was believed to be short-lived?It was as if his outwardly perfect appearance mattered less than the heart within.Amelia stopped in her tracks, raising her eyes slightly.The man withdrew his hand, seemingly lost in thought, his lips curling into a faint smile. But the next moment, he turned and started coughing. His pale lips almost blended with his skin, and his weak appearance only served to add to his dangerous allure. "Grandmother agreed.""Agreed?" Amelia was about to ask what he meant.The man turned and walked briskly, his suit sharp and his back as striking as a work of art.Amelia followed, thinking he was leaving.But then, he suddenly stopped.Caught off guard, Amelia's nose bumped into his back—hard and cold, and all she coul
Perhaps the tea had been steeped for too long, leaving a lingering bitterness on her tongue, and the flavor hung in her throat, refusing to dissipate.It was hard to imagine that someone like her had ever called anyone "older brother" when she was little.Carl seemed to smile faintly. There was nothing unusual in his expression, but his dark eyes were deep and distant. His demeanor remained impeccable as he spoke politely, "Grandmother, my family is not that complicated, and no one can control me. The person I choose will not be made to suffer.""With that said, I can rest easy," the old lady replied, finally sighing in relief. She knew that these two must be hiding something from her, but as long as the bigger picture was fine, she had no objections.Carl didn't end the topic there. He remained calm and composed, refilling the old lady’s tea, his gaze moving through the window frame, landing on the busy figure of the girl inside.She wore bl
Smith wasn’t stupid; he realized he had been led into a trap. Puffing up his cheeks, he muttered, “The boss treats us really well too!”“Really?” Amelia raised an eyebrow slightly, disappointed. She had hoped to extract some useful information, but it seemed that while this Frenchman was a chatterbox, he was quick to catch on.Smith nodded seriously. “The boss has no flaws!”“Oh?” Amelia’s eyes flicked with interest. “But just a moment ago, you said I’d be the one getting hurt.”Smith froze, his scalp tingling. “That was all nonsense! I can tell the boss is very serious about you. He definitely won’t let you down. Even if your backgrounds are different, it doesn’t matter!”“Oh?” Amelia absently played with the abacus in her hand, smiling without much thought. “Too bad, though. I’m just pretending with your boss. How could yo
The voice in her ear was like fine wine going down her throat, making her feel tipsy and entranced.His hands, unlike the rest of him, exuded an unexpected heat, as though they were burning her skin.From Amelia's position, she couldn't see his face, but she could feel his breath on the back of her neck, sending a tingling sensation down her spine.He didn't smoke, so there was no trace of tobacco on him. But perhaps due to his frequent use of medication, a faint scent of sandalwood wafted from him, almost hypnotic.She often smelled medicine, but it seemed that only his scent was strangely pleasant.His hand still gripped hers, and as his body leaned slightly down, his presence became even stronger, impossible to ignore.Amelia's heart jolted, a sensation both unfamiliar and vaguely familiar, something she couldn't quite place.She raised an eyebrow, about to push him away.But before she could, he released her hand first, his
“You can get it for free, but others can’t…”Before, the man’s lips were cold, but now there was a hint of a smile.“Won’t,” Carl, who was usually a high-and-mighty figure in the capital city, the domineering Mr. Jenkins , spoke casually, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated significantly. “Smith, pay up.”Smith, realizing what was happening, quickly pulled out his bank card, still a bit flustered.“Give more.” Carl’s voice was light, though it still carried the unshakable aura of someone who had long been in a powerful position.Amelia glanced at him, then turned her attention to the obedient Smith. “Friend?”Carl didn’t hide anything. “Colleague from the branch office.”“Right! Colleague!” Smith straightened up and corrected his posture.Amelia didn’t seem to care much. “We don’t accept
“Mm, I agreed.” Amelia’s posture was lazy, not at all bothered by his question.However, Carl subtly furrowed his brows. He wanted to invest, but she refused. Yet she accepted that anonymous Mr. Lee’s offer…Carl seemed to smile slightly, bending closer to her. The coolness of his aura, mixed with a hint of medicinal fragrance, drifted into Amelia’s nostrils. As the weather turned cooler, his presence also felt colder. “Why didn’t you choose me?”Amelia raised her eyes, confusion in her gaze, yet she offered a reasonable explanation. “Wilson Group is planning to invest in the pharmaceutical industry. After discussing it, everything seemed to align. The Cromwell family’s business is mostly overseas, and it’s not suitable for traditional medicine.”Her explanation sounded flawless.But Carl’s smile deepened, his eyes still devoid of warmth. His fingers idly toyed wit
If she wanted to ruin someone online, Mary had plenty of ways to do it!Carl slowly glanced at James, then turned his attention back to the scene.As the top bodyguard, James immediately understood that Mr. Jenkins wanted him to follow Mary.But Amelia subtly blocked his way, smiling gently. "Grandma said to let them go."James hesitated and raised his head.“Listen to her,” Carl’s voice was calm, as if this was the most normal thing in the world.Smith was absolutely shocked. When had Mr. Jenkins ever listened to someone else’s words?Who was this young lady? What was her background?!Amelia, biting a fruit candy, her long black hair flowing, casually responded, “We should give people a chance to change their ways. I’m quite magnanimous.”“Oh?” Carl raised an eyebrow, his fingers twirling the beads on his wrist, clearly skeptical of her statement.