Amelia didn’t notice the subtle tension in the room. Her long, thick eyelashes veiled the emotions beneath her eyes. It was Carl who broke the silence, his voice rougher than before. “So, how do you plan to open your clinic?”
“Still in the planning stage.” Amelia smiled lightly, lifting her head. The mole beneath her eye was clearly visible. “My grandmother's wish is that everyone should be able to afford medical treatment, so a high profile isn’t suitable for now.”
Carl gave a quiet "Mm," his mind shifting. He had originally intended to have James coordinate medical resources for her, but now he saw that the little doctor had her own plans and was likely not interested in his involvement.
Amelia appreciated his subtle approach to things, raising her cup to clink with his. "Maybe you can pay more attention to me when the time comes."
James thought to himself, *Hasn't my young master been paying enough attent
“Kind of,” Amelia replied casually. “I went to treat him before, but his bodyguards wouldn’t let me in. His personal assistant looked down on me.” She only mentioned two recent incidents, leaving out the older man. “They called me a poor student, told me to know my place. I’m the kind of person who remembers things like that.”Amelia had already guessed who Jerry was, but she had kept it to herself. The West family had close ties with the Crawford family, and the assistant had likely seen her at the party. That was probably why he had looked down on her when she was saving someone. As for the limited edition Maybach parked outside, she could easily guess who was inside. It was clear now—the person who commanded such respect from the haughty Jerry had to be the infamous young heir of the Jenkins family, Carl, who was known as a business tycoon.Amelia didn’t mention the fact that Carl had been pursuing her aggr
Amelia didn’t pick up on James’s hint, smiling faintly. “I’m just repeating rumors I’ve heard.”*At least you admit it’s just gossip!* James wiped the sweat off his forehead.Amelia added, “But the wealthy are known for their extravagant tastes, and that Young Master Jenkins is really hard to pin down.”*You didn’t need to add that last part! Seriously!* James was mentally exhausted, too scared to even look at his young master.Carl sat calmly, dressed in a black suit and trousers, his lips red and teeth white. His slightly raised eyelids had a cold, dangerous glint to them.Amelia finally sat up straighter, pouring him another cup of tea. “What I said before was just joking around. There is one thing that can be explained from a medical standpoint. Not allowing people to get too close could mean there’s a history of allergies.”James was once again shocked! *She h
Carl also straightened up, a genuine smile forming in his eyes. “Alright.”The way they interacted felt entirely natural, as if they had just become friends.But James couldn’t shake the feeling that the atmosphere was a bit strange—difficult to describe. He’d never seen his young master act this way with anyone before. It was like Carl was consciously emitting some sort of pheromone.If anything, this kind of behavior from the young master was rare, almost unheard of.Just sitting under the locust tree, lightly laughing and adjusting his collar, was enough to leave one defenseless.James couldn’t help but entertain a bold guess: *Could it be that the young master... has taken an interest in the little doctor?*He quickly pushed the thought away, not daring to think about it any further, keeping his head down.Meanwhile, Elder Ye had finished boiling water and called for them to start preparing the
Edgar didn’t take Amelia to a nearby affiliated hospital, but rather to the Caesar Hotel in the city center. The roads were packed with cars, and traffic was everywhere.Edgar craned his neck, constantly glancing around, worried about wasting time.Amelia sat in the back seat, her voice calm and composed. "Big Brother, don’t rush. Tell me about the patient’s condition first.""I can’t really describe it. He suddenly collapsed, and I didn’t even see him. This patient has been frail since childhood, with a history of anemia. Though she’s adopted by the Cromwell family, and treated like a granddaughter by Old Mr. Cromwell, she looks quite similar to Miss Seventh, the real granddaughter. That’s why Old Mr. Cromwell dotes on her like his own. So, when you go in later, make sure to pay attention," Edgar whispered, glancing at the driver.Amelia casually responded, "But didn’t Miss Seventh get lost when she was you
Mary immediately nodded, signaling for everyone to try the desserts, but her eyes couldn’t seem to leave the young lady. How rich must someone be to live so extravagantly?They were wealthy in their own right, but there was still a big difference between types of wealth. Take buying handbags for example—while they might buy Hermes bags worth hundreds of thousands, at most they would buy three and rotate them. But this girl—everything she ate, used, didn’t even seem to care about how much it cost.The young lady had already taken a seat. It turns out the woman who had pushed the door open earlier was just her personal caretaker.“Miss, what would you like to eat? I’ll have them prepare it,” said the caretaker.The girl’s voice was soft. “Auntie Ashford, you sit too. You don’t have to always take care of me.”“That’s not possible. My duty is to take care of you, Miss,&rdquo
Edgar froze. "Little sis, I... I don’t have anything serious, right?"Amelia withdrew her hand and spoke calmly. "Relax, take care of your sleep and diet, go get checked at the hospital. It needs treatment."Edgar had originally asked Amelia to help treat Miss Abby, thinking that he would get a favor from his sister. He never imagined that the one who needed treatment the most would turn out to be himself.Amelia stood there, graceful and beautiful. She had changed into a black hoodie before leaving, her long legs partially visible, her long hair jet black, and her neck slender and pale. Her face was even more chillingly dangerous.Auntie Ashford noticed her immediately, her intuition telling her she didn’t quite like such a look—too sharp and aggressive for beauty.As Amelia approached, the bodyguard said, "This is the Little Divine Doctor. If Miss Abby has any symptoms, you can explain them to her.""Explain?" Auntie Ashf
Amelia stood up straight, no longer engaging in conversation with Auntie Ashford. She grabbed her black bag, her long legs elegant and cold as she turned to Edgar. "Big brother, let's go. These people don't need treatment."Edgar nearly had a heart attack from the anger. "Little sis, listen to me. Miss Abby is Miss Abby, and the Cromwell family is the Cromwell family. You—""Uncle Monroe," a soft yet noble voice suddenly interrupted.Auntie Ashford immediately changed her attitude, bowing respectfully. "Miss, what brings you here?"The young lady, holding up the hem of her skirt, moved with grace like a fallen angel. Her pale face and delicate features exuded a pitiful elegance. "What do you mean, 'I am I, and the Cromwell family is the Cromwell family'? the Cromwell family raised me. When I am able, I will surely repay them."Auntie Ashford shot a glare at Edgar, irritated. This manager really talked too much!Edgar, however, was all
"She's quite arrogant!" Molly paced back and forth on the floor, her steps loud. "If she doesn’t want to help, then fine, but she really thinks she's someone important! Pfft!"The young lady furrowed her brows and tightened her grip on Molly's arm. "Auntie Ashford."Molly seemed a bit scared, muttering, "I just think that girl is so ungrateful. In front of so many people, Miss apologized, and she still wouldn't accept it.""The ungrateful one is you!" Edgar couldn’t hold his temper any longer after Amelia left. "From now on, whoever wants to be the manager can be! I’m not doing it anymore, running around here cleaning up your mess! Calling a doctor when there’s nothing wrong, is this a joke?"Hearing this, the young lady’s eyes shifted. "Uncle Monroe, calm down. It’s just a small doctor.""A little doctor? Miss Abby, do you know how important the Little Divine Doctor is to Mr. Cromwell?" By this point, Edgar had
The receptionist was acting strangely. It was as if they didn't even recognize her anymore. She had to ask for permission just to enter her own company. But overall, Mary was still in a good mood. The massive live stream traffic was almost hers, and soon, she’d be making money in her sleep. This small setback didn’t bother her. "You know, when I gave that girl face before, letting her leave and even giving her money—now that I think about it, I should’ve dealt with her like this. If she’d gone to jail, she’d have learned that without the Milton family, she’s nothing." Mary placed her coffee cup on the table, a smug look on her face. Jackson didn’t care about anything else. He only cared about one thing: "Did you go see the old lady? What did she say?" "What could she say? Of course, she’s going to try and save her," Mary said lazily,
Any article or video related to the girl, any reposts or clicks—Orange Entertainment made money. The more people discussed her, the more they hated her, the more money they made. It was an innocent disaster for the girl. Strawberry_d sued them for defamation, but it was all in vain. Tracking down the real identities of the internet trolls was unrealistic. Moreover, the law couldn’t punish the masses. There were so many people attacking her online. In the end, Strawberry_d broke down, saying, "Is it only when I’m dead that you’ll believe me?" Orange Entertainment took full advantage of the situation, spreading more rumors. "People who threaten to kill themselves never really do." "She’s just pretending to be unbearable." "Go ahead and die, let’s see." Such comments flooded the girl, drowning her i
"Of course," Director Noah’s eyes were sharp. he shuddered inside and confessed everything about their plans. He didn’t know the details about the online aspect, but the so-called "drug-induced coma" witness was indeed arranged by him. The plan was created by Mary. They intended to strike when the live stream of Harmony Clinic went live, at its peak viewership. They would arrest people on-site! In this way, regardless of whether Amelia was convicted in the end, her reputation as a medical practitioner would be tarnished forever! After all, this young girl came from a remote village. How could she possibly resist? Resistance would be seen as not cooperating with law enforcement. Once they took her into the station, how they dealt with Amelia would depend on her "attitude" or how well she could beg Mary to be satisfied. No matter the result, they could tear Ameli
"I’ve been through it, I understand. Once the case is filed, it’ll follow her for the rest of her life. She’s still young, and just starting her medical studies. She can’t have her future ruined like this."Mary was fully aware of this, which is why she was so confident.Grandma Victoria would definitely give her the live stream account.In Grandma Victoria’s heart, her granddaughter’s future was more important than anything else."Where do I sign?" Grandma Victoria’s voice was flat.Mary smiled brightly, guiding her: "Here, and here. After you sign, just leave your fingerprint.""How can you prove you can keep Amelia safe?" Grandma Victoria was cautious on this point. "Just mentioning the Crawford family? The Crawford family is in the capital, how can they interfere in LA ?"Mary cursed in her heart when she heard this. Grandma Victoria was difficult to handle."Of course, I’m not just mentionin
Grandma Victoria was extremely anxious.After all, three hours had already passed.She had no idea what was happening at the police station right now.She had tried asking around, but everyone said the situation was complicated.Mary was indeed clever, and she knew how to pick the perfect moment.She deliberately chose to act when Amelia wasn’t around—she considered that quiet little mute girl to be an inconvenience.Mary wasn’t in a hurry. She just casually scrolled on her phone in front of Grandma Victoria: "Mom, look at this—how many people online are criticizing you.""This matter with Amelia isn’t going to end so easily. Think about it carefully—she assaulted an officer!"Mary tapped on a comment: "Look at this one. It’s so accurate. A poor girl who rose to fame online dares to look down on the heroes of the people. Such streamers should all be arrested and sentenced to a heavy crime!"Grandm
Now, the middle-aged woman has already collapsed.When she took the money, she didn't say anything about Mr. Jones, or about any secretaries.She's uneducated and doesn't understand some of these terms.But she's not stupid!Anyone who can make Director Michael kowtow and beg to kneel down must be a big shot!How dare she speak up? She just wanted to leave while the gods were fighting.But unfortunately, this girl stood in a position that blocked her way, whether intentionally or unintentionally!The middle-aged woman looked at Amelia with reluctance!Amelia's words carried a hint of laughter: "The plaintiff is here, and I, the defendant, am also here. Mr. Johnson, Vice Mayor Jones, and Garrett to join in the trial together."Together?!Caleb feared this situation the most!If they really tried it together, nothing would be hidden anymore!Garrett glanced at him, with a natural aura of authority: "What does Vice Mayor Jones think?"He wanted to know how deep the waters of LA really were.Whether
“You can’t arrest him, no matter what!” Even the usually calm Vice Mayor Jones was riled up, his temper flaring.Michael was quite unique in this situation. He looked at Director Johnson and said, "Director Johnson, you know how diligent I usually am."At this moment, Caleb didn't want to hear any more of it. "Enough, Michael! Take him away!"He had originally planned to tidy up things before the new Secretary-General arrived, trying to cover up as much as he could and making sure everything was in order. He’d even given some tips here and there.As long as the water was deep enough, Garrett wouldn’t be able to find anything, and the new official wouldn't be able to make a big show.But now! This was practically giving the other side a reason to conduct a thorough investigation!He couldn’t let Michael talk any longer!The interrogators had already begun their actions. But just then, standing in the
In the circle, Mia had always maintained an image of a humble, orphaned girl.This was to emphasize her talent.Even when Jackson came looking for her, she claimed he was just a distant relative.Jackson had relied on this daughter to become a small contractor.Everyone’s impression of her stemmed from her perceived innocence and politeness, and she was seen as somewhat pitiful.As a young person new to the capital, she was in need of help, and some older people just wanted to assist her.However, no one expected that she was actually backed by the Crawford family!Now, it was clear that the Crawford family wanted to distance themselves from the Adler family ’s troubles and had cast her aside.Scholars exchanged glances, silently distancing themselves from her.Evelyn was still conducting investigations in LA . Adler had been very influential in the capital’s circles, but now he wasn’t even allowe
Garrett’s voice was cold: “Are you asking us to bribe you?”He knew LA was chaotic, but he never imagined that these people would dare to be so brazen!What had Vice Mayor Jones told him on the phone yesterday?He had claimed that LA had already solved these problems!Garrett clenched his fists. As far as he was concerned, everything here needed to be investigated!The experienced officer casually leaned back. “Accusing law enforcement of wrongdoing right off the bat? I don’t think we need to continue this interrogation!”With that, he put down his pen and stared at the three people.These three were difficult to handle. Even if they were interrogated together, there would be no result by nightfall.The officer’s gaze shifted, landing on Amelia. That was it.He didn’t believe that a young girl like her could withstand their methods of torture and forced confessions!