The person on the other end of the phone kept repeating the na ’Young Master Peary’.
The Director jumped, unable to believe what he was hearing.
What? Young Master Peary? The Young Master Peary from Capital Town? Who is Young Master Peary?
This was a man of legend in Capital Town, a top-tier figure rumored to hold power in both the dark and light realms, able to turn the tides at will—terrifyingly mysterious.
Young Master Peary was so mysterious that it was not surprising the Director didn’t recognize him.
Now it made sense why the na ’Maxwell Peary’ sounded vaguely familiar. He was, however, certainly more used to hearing ’Young Master Peary’ and not as familiar with the full na.
Good heavens! Only now did he realize that what he should worry about was not whether Maxwell Peary was Young Master Peary, but rather that he had dared to lay a hand on Young Master Peary without recognizing him.
"Young Master Peary... Young Master Peary..." The Director looked pained as he slowly got up from the floor, his face filled with terror.
Maxwell Peary glanced at the Director, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"So, you recognize now?"
Maxwell Peary stood there, holding Nia Mitchell’s hand tightly.
"My apologies, Young Master Peary. I’m sorry, I didn’t recognize you."
The Director imdiately started nodding and bowing, apologizing profusely.
How could Young Master Peary turn up in a small place like D City?
"What do you intend to do about this?" Maxwell Peary looked at the Director, not revealing his own plan.
"I..."
The Director had no idea what to do. He hadn’t even anticipated that the Mayor would offend Maxwell Peary.
It looked like D City was about to undergo a major shake-up.
"I really don’t want to deal with this ss." Maxwell Peary had no intention of paying any attention to the Director.
Who said D City was rely about to undergo a change? What he planned was a complete purge.
Nia Mitchell had no idea that her return would result in scores of city officials in D City being replaced.
A host of underappreciated talents rose to positions of power during this period.
Many corrupt officials were relentlessly exposed and removed.
Nia Mitchell felt the warmth radiating from the hand in hers and smiled.
"The dical bills, I..." As Maxwell Peary began speaking, the hospital director, who had been hiding to one side, imdiately stepped forward.
"The dical bills are free! Free! Our hospital has decided everything will be free. Any fees already paid will be fully refunded, and we will arrange a VIP ward for you imdiately."
The hospital director had witnessed the entire ordeal from the side.
Young Master Peary.
Even though he didn’t know who Young Master Peary was, seeing the Police Director’s reaction was enough for him to realize this man must be incredibly important.
A man whom even the Police Director dared not offend, a man who dared to kick the Mayor—how could a re hospital director like him possibly offend such a person?
Molly Harguez’s face lit up with excitent upon hearing the hospital director’s declaration.
Was she hearing correctly? Free of charge?
"Then... if we co to your hospital in the future, it must also be free. Lifeti free treatnt for us!"
Molly Harguez imdiately chid in, clearly taking advantage of the situation.
How could the hospital director dare to disagree? He could only nod repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, yes, absolutely free, completely free!"
He agreed without hesitation.
Nia Mitchell frowned. She hadn’t expected Molly Harguez to be so shaless as to make such a demand.
"How could you say that?"
Hospitals need to make money too. Her greed is bound to cause trouble sooner or later.
Today, Molly had witnessed Uncle Peary’s influence. In the future, she might just try to throw her weight around D City.
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