Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 1060 - 1057: Paying a Hefty Price for Hymenoplasty

"Now, not a single bodyguard around, and I can’t even vent my anger when soone bumps into . What kind of a pampered Miss am I? Am I still an award-winning actress?"

"Sweet daughter, Mom is doing all this for your own good!" Francesca Lewis reasoned earnestly, "Look, both of us are wearing masks and sunglasses so no one can recognize us."

"You’re too easy to upset, how will you ever beco the First Lady? Ava, Mom tells you, if you had fought with that woman just now, it would definitely have drawn a crowd. If reporters ca, you’d be finished."

"So, everything Mom does is for your good."

"If this ti is successful, you’ll rise to beco the First Lady, and then you can settle scores with those little wenches one by one. Isn’t that better than ruining things now?"

Francesca Lewis had worked hard for so long, finally managing to arrange an appointnt at this hospital and secure the best specialist. Her intention was to make Ava’s mbrane perfect, undetectable by any man.

Francesca Lewis’s plans extended far into the future and couldn’t collapse now.

"Okay, okay!" Ava Morgan nodded with extre displeasure, "I’ll let her go this ti, but next ti I’ll definitely co back to settle accounts!"

"Lower your voice." Francesca Lewis pinched her, "You silly girl, are you afraid your voice isn’t loud enough to attract reporters?" Though the mother and daughter were wrapped up like mummies, the reporters seed to have sharp eyes.

"..." Ava was fuming inside; last ti in New York for a business trip, she got kicked out by the President, storing up anger. At Blue Bay Manor, she boasted about her status and got scolded by those won, accused of sleeping around... just thinking about it made her angry.

"Are you really my mom? Always siding with outsiders!"

Francesca Lewis: "Alright, alright. Ava, trust Mom, it’s all for your own good!"

"Let’s go, into the hospital. The best doctor is scheduled to reconstruct your mbrane, don’t be late."

Saying this, the mother and daughter sneakily erged from the stairwell and went straight to the pre-booked VIP room.

Inside the room.

The specialist, wearing a mask and sterile attire, spoke to Francesca Lewis, "Mrs. Morgan, the surgery will take so ti. You may wait outside."

"Doctor." Francesca Lewis promptly pulled out a thick envelope from her bag and stuffed it into the doctor’s pocket, instructing, "Doctor, this is my only daughter, all my hopes rest on her, so you absolutely must do this well, and I’ll double your fee once it’s successful."

Saying this, Francesca Lewis again extracted several thick wads of cash from her bag and stuffed them into the doctor’s pocket: "Doctor, please!"

"Mrs. Morgan, rest assured, you’re an old custor." The doctor said, "I have plenty of returning custors here, you can completely trust my skills."

"Alright, thank you then."

After this, Francesca Lewis carried her bag out to wait.

Hmph, in the circle of wealthy wives, she was usually quite smug, but now she was reduced to humility at the hospital out of necessity.

As long as Ava Morgan regained her pure status, her chances to connect with the President and gain his favor would greatly increase.

Since this was a public place, there was a risk of being recognized, so Francesca Lewis didn’t dare to remove her mask, even while sitting in the waiting room, she remained anxious.