"At the end of the latest episode, you’ll perform on stage. Make sure to prepare well and don’t make any mistakes."
Charles Quinn instructed earnestly.
"Dad, don’t worry. I’ve been learning piano since I was a child, and I’ve perford on stage countless tis! I can easily win with any piece I choose."
Nina Quinn was also full of confidence, seemingly determined to win this ti.
At this mont, Henry Ford, who gave this excellent suggestion, rubbed his forehead, and his face turned extrely pale.
"Dad, are you having headaches again?" Charles Quinn asked with concern.
Amanda Ford and Sue Chase looked worried.
"Yes, as if there are endless ants gnawing inside." Henry Ford closed his eyes.
"Weren’t you going to check things out in Westmarch? Has the hospital reservation been made?" Charles Quinn asked again.
"Yes, it’s all set. We’re going to Rosewell Hospital in a bit."
"Rosewell Hospital is under The Shaw Group, and its dical facilities are indeed excellent. It’s said that they treat a lot of rare and complex cases."
The dical equipnt from The Shaw Group in Westmarch is at export-level standards, far superior to other dostic products, which is why Charles Quinn also held a favorable view of Rosewell Hospital.
"But I still have so work at the company, so I’ll let Nina and Amanda accompany you for the check-up later."
Actually, the so-called "work" was just a routine eting, which Charles Quinn could easily skip.
However, he looked down on Henry Ford, so he didn’t want to waste ti on him.
"Okay."
Nina Quinn agreed, but felt inexplicably uneasy.
Not for anything else, she just didn’t want others to know that her grandparents were from the countryside.
But since this task was assigned by Charles Quinn, she really couldn’t refuse.
Therefore, that morning, Nina Quinn accompanied by Amanda Ford took Henry Ford and Sue Chase to Rosewell Hospital.
Like at other hospitals, Henry Ford was imdiately arranged to have a CT scan upon arrival.
During the ti waiting for Henry Ford to finish his CT scan, Nina Quinn wandered around the corridor.
But unintentionally, she spotted a familiar figure downstairs.
"July Quinn?"
"Why is she here?"
Curiosity got the better of Nina Quinn, so she went downstairs, intent on catching up with that figure.
On the other side, July Quinn, wearing a simple T-shirt and light blue jeans, walked towards her office area under Owen Shaw’s guidance.
She had already arranged things with Wisteria TV.
Kyle Keaton, after leaving for a business trip last night, hadn’t called or texted her once.
Suddenly having free ti, July Quinn feared overthinking, so she decided to take a trip to Rosewell Hospital.
Thus, this beca July Quinn’s first day as the head of the hospital.
"July, how about dinner together after work?"
In his bid to climb the ranks quickly, Owen Shaw had already started addressing July Quinn by her first na.
While speaking, his gaze never left July Quinn’s exquisite face.
So beautiful.
Even without makeup, there wasn’t a single visible pore, an effect even high-society debutantes couldn’t achieve with countless beauty products.
"I can’t, I have plans."
July Quinn declined almost without hesitation.
"What plans? Didn’t you say your man is on a business trip today?"
They had talked about this earlier when they t today.
So Owen Shaw planned to invite her for a al and a movie to grow closer.
Yet, his plan was rejected before it even took off?
Owen Shaw wasn’t willing to give up easily and wasn’t going to miss any chance to sow discord between July Quinn and her man.
"Is it that your man doesn’t allow you to go out with other n alone? Isn’t that a bit too controlling? It’s just a al with a friend, I don’t think it’s necessary to make a fuss."
"If I had a girlfriend, I wouldn’t be so strict. I would give her space to make friends."
Like a typical green tea personality, he spared no effort to showcase himself while belittling his rival.
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