FreeNovelChapter 106 Chain Store Of course, we'll earn a lot. When the Empathy Clinic becomes popular, we can even turn it into a chain.” Wynter combed the white hair around Margaret's temples.
Haven't you always wanted to go to Kingbourne? We'll open a chain there." Margaret started laughing as she listened to Wynter speak. "You dummy. Do you think anyone could start a chain store in Kingbourne? That's the capital! But I'm happy that you have such great aspirations!" Margaret had lived for so long. When she was young, she was too assertive and ignorant. As she grew older, she lost her job and her legs couldn't move anymore She didn't manage to uphold the reputation of a famous medical family. Not only that, her son was horrible to her, and her daughter-in-law was worse.
As she continued to live in this courtyard, she wondered what she would have done if she could turn back tand make a decision again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut now, she didn't even have to do that. Not only did she have Wynter and Wolf by her side, but she could possibly continue her career as a doctor and treat patients. She had never felt so hopeful and motivated! "I'll have to do my job well and earn a lot of money for Wynter's future marriage then," Margaret rambled on happily. "Wolf will have to marry a girl in the future as well.” Wolf twitched a little. Marrying a girl? Wynter didn't stop Margaret from dreaming. No matter what happened, Margaret's Wynter didn't stop Margaret from dreaming. happiness would be her priority. As for the other people, she would take her tand deal with them in the future. Wynter lowered her gaze. The sky was now dark.
Margaret went to bed later than usual. She was energized and even found her old medical license and clinic banner. She happily hung them up in the entrance hall. She only went to sleep when Wolf couldn't help but let out a yawn.
But when Wynter walked out of the house, Wolf was awake again. He gestured at her. "I'm ready now/Let's head to Kingbourne and bring the Scott family down now? We'll stop that woman Wanda Scott from being so arrogant!" "Let's reopen the clinic first. Grandma's source of happiness doesn't originate from those pieces of trash anyway." Wynter's target was clear. She pinched on the petals of Black Locust landing on her shoulder with her fingertips.
Her smile was a little cold. "We'll head to Kingbourne sooner or later anyway. We're not in a hurry." Wolf was obedient. Despite his dark expression, he nodded.
Wynter grabbed Wolf's laptop, which he had used to organize everything. “Let's start. Be quiet and not wake Grandma up." Upon receiving her instruction, Wolf immediately made a move. He brought the necessary equipment and tested them out. He even installed the household appliances gifted by Dalton in appropriate corners of the house.
Around the clinic, there were mini surveillance cameras within every thirty feet. It was clear that Wolf was the one doing all the physical labor around the house.
Sitting on the wooden chair, Wynter was typing rapidly on the keyboard. Nobody knew what she was working on. After Wolf was done, Wynter looked up and glanced at the surveillance footage." Alright, you can cback here now." Wolf leaped down from a tree that was seven feet high. He made no sound when he landed, but it didn't affect how excited he was. Following behind Wynter, he made a few gestures.
"You're really in a rush, aren't you?" Wynter grinned. "We'll start working tomorrow then. Get the code ready for collecting payments then." "Mm!" Wolf nodded. His eyes were lit up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWynter was nonchalant. "I'll introduce you to a few new colleagues of ours then. One of them is someone you're familiar with." Wolf tilted his head. Someone he was familiar with? Wynter stopped in her tracks. "How much do you remember about your past?"
Wolf looked dazed/He tried to think, but his head hurt so much that he e pressed it. hard.
Bending down, Wynter caressed his head. "Forget it if you can't remember e anything. Let's close the shop." "Mm!" Wolf immediately cheered up
With a piece of toast in his m*uth, he busied himself with work. He'd m certainly print the biggest code he could! Then, he would hang it around his neck and walk to where he was needed! After a silent night, nobody knew how Wynter would manage to reopen the clinic until the next morning.
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