"I won’t take anything that doesn’t belong to ."
Yvonne Donovan was unwilling, but now she couldn’t even enter the Sawyer Family, and her status indeed couldn’t compare to even the steward of The Donovan Family.
So she could only nod, picking through her belongings, putting them into a bag.
Before leaving The Donovan Estate, she wanted to say goodbye to Old Master Donovan.
But Old Master Donovan didn’t see her, only asked the servant to pass a ssage: "The old master says this is the fault of the adults, he doesn’t bla you, and he hopes you don’t bla him either."
Yvonne couldn’t hold back her tears imdiately.
Even the old master wouldn’t see her, wouldn’t say a word to her face.
It was apparent that she had no chance of returning to this ho in the future.
Yvonne cried her heart out, and several tis Old Master Donovan, hiding in the distance, couldn’t bear it and wanted to co out and stop her.
But after thinking it over, he dismissed the idea in the end.
Now Yvonne’s position in this family wasn’t legitimate or proper, how awkward would it be to stay?
So he shook his head, steeling his heart not to look at Yvonne.
And Yvonne cried for a long ti, no one ca to console her, only the teasing glances of the servants, and in the end, she could only leave swiftly with her luggage bag.
"Old Master, our appointnt with Divine Doctor Quinn is almost due, we should head out."
As soon as Yvonne left, the old butler stepped forward to urge him.
"Alright."
Old Master Donovan withdrew his gaze from Yvonne, shook his head, and left with the old butler.
Soon, they arrived at Serenity Clinic.
The old cold leg of Old Master Donovan had plagued him for many years and had never been cured.
Every winter, the pain made it difficult for Old Master Donovan to sleep, and even walking required a cane.
Last ti his old comrade visited The Donovan Family, yet his legs were agile, giving Old Master Donovan hope.
Because his old comrade had also been troubled by old cold legs for years, to the extent that he couldn’t even get out of bed, much more severe than his own case.
After careful inquiry, his old comrade told Old Master Donovan, "I’ve recently had two acupuncture sessions and took the dicine prescribed by Divine Doctor Quinn at Serenity Clinic, and I got better."
Thus, today’s visit to Serenity Clinic by Old Master Donovan ca about.
Old Master Donovan earnestly hoped this ti Serenity Clinic could cure his many years of old cold leg, allowing him to regain the joy of life.
"Elder Donovan, it’s your turn."
As soon as they arrived at Serenity Clinic, it was Old Master Donovan’s turn.
Quickly, Old Master Donovan entered the consultation room at Serenity Clinic, supported by the old butler.
Inside was a simple setup, just a table, two chairs, a dicine cabinet, and a sickbed.
It was so plain that it didn’t match the style of the Apex Tower area, even the tiles were the cheapest kind.
"Divine Doctor Quinn, I..."
After glancing around the general environnt, Old Master Donovan looked at the person sitting in front of the table, wearing a white coat.
The person was bowing her head, writing sothing, and Old Master Donovan only felt her figure was sowhat familiar until she looked up...
A hint of astonishnt appeared in Old Master Donovan’s sowhat clouded eyes.
"July Quinn? You, why are you here?"
"This is my clinic."
July Quinn’s attitude towards him wasn’t exactly warm.
Only then did Old Master Donovan recall the evening Richard Donovan brought July Quinn back to The Donovan Family and gave him a docunt about her.
At that ti, the docunt ntioned in one line that July Quinn ran a clinic.
But the detailed na, location, and even the business scope of the clinic, Old Master Donovan hadn’t looked closely.
Because back then, Yvonne had already been crying so hard she could hardly breathe, and he was busy comforting her.
"So this is your clinic."
Looking at July Quinn’s indifferent deanor, Old Master Donovan couldn’t help comparing her to Yvonne in his mind...
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