"Beco his wife? But I don’t even know what he looks like, and there’s no emotional foundation."
Nina Quinn inexplicably wanted to reject such an arranged setup.
But Charles Quinn assured her, "He looks no worse than Master Jacobs, and as for emotional foundation... When you started with Master Jacobs, didn’t you also lack an emotional foundation?"
Nina Quinn was left speechless.
"Justin Callahan may only be a collateral relative of the four major families in Esteria, but in Westmarch, it’s a different story. Not even that guy nad Kyle can compare."
No one knows a daughter better than her father.
So Charles Quinn clearly understood what Nina cared about most at the mont.
Seeing that even July Quinn, a countryside girl, could quietly marry the president of the Regalscape Group, Nina Quinn naturally couldn’t sit still.
She decisively broke up with Nathan Jacobs for this reason.
So, as expected by Charles Quinn, Nina was quickly persuaded.
"But Justin Callahan ca to see July Quinn. How can I et him? You don’t expect July to take along, do you?"
Nina was certain, even with her toes, that July wouldn’t bring her as a burdenso "handbag."
"Silly child, of course, Dad wouldn’t let you do sothing so embarrassing."
Seeing that Nina was persuaded, Charles Quinn smiled and said, "Actually, before the Callahan Family moved to Esteria, they lived in our Westmarch. Conveniently, they were our old neighbors. Rember, you used to play with him when you were little!"
Nina finally recalled sothing, "Are you saying Justin Callahan is the brat who always scared with caterpillars?"
"That wasn’t an, just childish pranks."
Nina’s lips twitched.
She had a sense that a child so mischievous in childhood wouldn’t turn out to be that great in adulthood.
"We can et him over a al under the guise of neighbors. The rest is up to you to seize this opportunity."
"I understand."
Although Nina still found it hard to accept the sudden task of hooking up with Justin Callahan, for a life of luxury and to surpass July, she accepted it with forced courage.
*
anwhile, July Quinn was once again on duty at Rosewell Hospital.
Due to William Owens’s strong request last ti, he wasn’t here this ti during July’s duty.
However, Owen Shaw was still following her.
But his deanor wasn’t as casual as before, as if he were testing sothing.
"July, um... why didn’t you reply to the ssage I sent before?"
Well, after July got drunk that day and went ho, Owen suspected that July saw through his flirtatious nature and worried she’d dislike him and remove him from her friend list.
For this reason, Owen specifically sent July a ssage.
Fortunately, the ssage got through, proving July hadn’t removed him from her friend list.
But the problem remained: July hadn’t replied to him!
Does this an she saw through his nature, didn’t like him, and was ready to stop being friends?
Owen was deeply worried.
However, July simply said, "I deleted WeChat a few days ago."
"Why?"
"Just suddenly didn’t like the app anymore."
While examining and prescribing dication for a patient, July responded to Owen.
The truth was, it wasn’t that she disliked the app, but...
After that night, she threatened to accuse Kyle Keaton of marital misconduct.
Kyle, without a word, sent several photos of her voluntarily lying in his arms, claiming she initiated it.
It was... quite explicit.
To avoid seeing them, July deleted the app altogether.
Yet, unaware of the whole story, Owen found inexplicable relief in her answer.
Hmm, July didn’t dislike the app, nor did she dislike him.
The world seed bright again, and he felt a surge of energy.
Owen was filled with joy, while July remained oblivious, only passing the prepared dicine to the patient.
"Take these and bathe with them daily. Make sure to do it every day. Co back for a follow-up in a month."
After seeing off the patient, July went to the Rosewell Hospital pharmacy to check for any needed herbs.
Unexpectedly, she ran into William Owens on the way.
William, upon seeing July, gave a disdainful snort and was about to pass by her directly.
July didn’t care about his displeased expression, but her gaze lingered on a spot on his hand, her brows knitted together tightly.
"Hey old man, you seriously don’t plan to treat that spot?"
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