Sumr Monroe ran around looking, but she couldn’t see Old Master Kingston anywhere.
Having no other choice, she decided to explain everything to him next ti.
Sumr gave up on finding him, lifted her foot, and walked to the hospital entrance.
Assistant Shelton had been waiting there already and waved enthusiastically when he saw her, "Miss Monroe, over here!"
Sumr nodded and got into the car.
"Which herbal shop would you like to go to?" Assistant Shelton asked.
"Sixth Woodward Hall."
"Alright, hold on tight."
The car sped away toward Sixth Woodward Hall.
In less than half an hour, the car stopped at the entrance of Sixth Woodward Hall.
Sumr got out of the car, assuming Caleb Woodward would be there, but as soon as she entered the herbal shop, she saw Claire Woodward.
Claire also spotted her right away, her expression imdiately turning cold and sullen.
Before Sumr could speak, Claire approached with an unfriendly tone, "Quite the hassle for you, coming all the way here just to see embarrassed. I didn’t realize you had so much free ti."
Sumr responded expressionlessly, "Where’s Caleb Woodward?"
"My brother? You actually know him?"
Ignoring Claire’s harsh words, Sumr explained directly, "I ca to get so dicine from him."
"Oh... ca for dicine, huh," Claire drawled, suddenly sneering, "Sorry, I don’t serve custors I dislike. Leave now, and my Sixth Woodward Hall will never sell you any herbs in the future."
Sumr frowned, "Is this your attitude as a doctor?"
"So what? I won’t sell to you; what can you do, force ? Anyone here! Get her out!" Claire imdiately called for the Sixth Woodward Hall staff.
Two staff mbers hesitated as they approached, "Sorry, miss, shall we escort you out?"
"No need, I’ll leave on my own."
Sumr took two steps, suddenly turned back to glance at Claire.
Claire felt uncomfortable under Sumr’s gaze and frowned, "What are you looking at?"
"Ha," Sumr chuckled coldly, "Claire Woodward, I was going to give you one last chance. Now, you’ve lost it."
With that, she turned and left Sixth Woodward Hall.
Claire’s heart suddenly tightened.
Was Sumr implying she would expose the Mio Osborne incident?
But she quickly reminded herself that she had already left Ross Hospital, and she didn’t plan to pursue Western dicine anymore; reputation didn’t matter to her, and even if Sumr exposed her, it didn’t matter.
If Sumr planned to take legal action, too much ti had passed; the necessary evidence was gone, and a single recording couldn’t convict her.
Besides, the incident didn’t even materialize, and at most, she was just an accomplice, likely only ending up paying so fines.
She wasn’t afraid!
Claire quickened her pace to catch up with Sumr, shouting loudly, "Sumr Monroe, let tell you, stop using the recording to threaten ! Expose it if you want; I don’t care! But you, once exposed, the speculation online about you will be far greater, you’ll lose more than , think carefully!"
Sumr slowly turned her head, looked indifferently at Claire, and said, "Who says I was going to expose that issue? For soone like you, dragging myself down isn’t worth it; it’s beneath ."
Claire’s expression instantly turned ugly.
She grinded her molars hard and asked, "Then what did you an by those words?"
Sumr slowly curled her lips into a mocking smile.
"You’ll find out soon enough."
Initially, her interest in becoming the Family Head of the Woodward Family was only due to the Ancient Chinese dicine Disguise Technique, but at that mont, she suddenly felt that slapping Claire Woodward’s face might be quite satisfying too.
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