Chapter 662

At first, Chelsey thought she was hearing things.

Sugar daddy? Snapping to her senses, she slapped Michel in the face.

Michel was stunned.

"Chelsey, what are you doing?"

"Slapping you! Michel, you'd better stay away from me from now on!"

Chelsey said and got out of the car.

Michel quickly followed. But before he could say anything, Anton appeared from inside.

Seeing the two, Anton chuckled.

"Dr. Soltz, Mr. Luther, what a coincidence." Although his face bore bruises, he acted as if nothing had happened last night. Perhaps he was used to acting.

Chelsey's expression stiffened, while Michel chuckled beside her. "Does your face still hurt, Dr. Presley?"

Anton gently touched the bruise on his cheek and looked at Chelsey. "Dr. Soltz, don't you want to explain what happened last night?"

Chelsey glanced at him. "Dr. Presley, it's time for my shift. Excuse me."

With that, she entered the hospital.

Anton frowned slightly. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect Che