NovelApp"Hello, Mr. Jennings," said Avery, greeting Dean.
"Miss Tate, your reputation precedes you. I finally get to meet you." Dean sat opposite her. "I asked you out today because I have a favor to ask of you." "Do tell me." "My eldest son, Bobby, had a car crash half a year ago. He hurt his brain. I found many specialists, but no one could cure him. Someone recommended you to me. I had wanted to contact you, but by then, you had already returned to Aryadelle." At that, Avery nodded. "Did you bring your son's medical records? I have to go through his records so I can answer your questions.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI can't cure all brain illnesses." Dean never thought that Avery would be so friendly and accommodating. He immediately got his assistant to pass Avery Bobby's medical records.
Avery accepted the medical records and asked, "Is your son at hor in the hospital right now?" "At home. If he goes to the hospital, he will receive the most basic care at most." "Hmm." Avery took out Bobby's brain scan from the envelope and had a look closely.
Dean ordered a cup of coffee and started sizing Avery up.
"Miss Tate, I heard about your feud with Wanda Tate a few days ago..." Avery's eyes were still fixed on the brain scans. "Then have you heard aboutand Elliot?" she said.
Everything about Wanda was already settled. She did not want to waste her energy on that matter.
Dean chuckled a little. "How could I not? Ever since Tate Industries opened up a branch in Bridgedale, I have heard about it. It's only that my business is in a different industry than yours, so we have no interaction..." "Hmm. The last tyou took a private aircraft to Ylore, coincidentally, something happened to Elliot and I. Don't you think it's such a coincidence?" Avery hadfinished looking at the scans. She shifted her gaze to Dean's face. "If I were to have died in Ylore back then, I won't be able to treat your son anymore." Dean did not know how to respond. Her words might seem harmless, but they were sharp and pointed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Miss Tate, you are lucky. I'm sure nothing will happen to you," Dean said politely. " Miss Tate, can you cure my son?" "I can try," Avery agreed immediately." Before curing him, I won't charge a fee." No, how could this happen? The >ther specialists I hired, whether hey could cure my son or not, woul still charge me," Dean said honestly. Miss Tate, nyour price! I know 'oue->TLR: my second son Sebastian, are classes. Even nore, I can't take advantage of you.' I "This is my rule," Avery said. "Mr. Jennings, taketo see Bobby later! I want to have a look at his condition." "Okay, I'll take you there after coffee." Up till that point, everything was going smoothly.
The waiter served Avery her coffee.
Avery took a sip of coffee and said, "Mr. Jennings, I hear that you have recently gotten together with Madam Angela Hills. Why didn't you ask her to help you cure your son?" Dean's expression stiffened for a few seconds before laughing, "Miss Tate, you are well-informed." "Thank you, Mr. Jennings. But my knowledge does not cbecause I'm well informed, but because, Madam Hills is quite famous. She isn't a nobody. I am quite familiar with her." Avery looked at Dean with a deep gaze.
Dean had never met a younger person who would dare look at him so boldly with such a gaze.
"Miss Tate, hearing you say that has madeafraid. Maybe I don't know her as well as you do." "How could that be possible? If you did not investigate her background, how could you possibly be in a relationship with her?" Avery elher gaze and looked at the cup of coffee. She said distractedly," Madam Hills is my teacher, Professor Hough's junior. He had praised her in front of me. He said that she is extremely talented, a rare medical genius." Dean listened attentively.
"Madam Hills has a huge crush on my teacher, but my teacher is a married man, so he had always avoided her," Avery said and pointed at her left face. "Madam Hills has even slappedbefore."
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