Wait, no way?!
Ann Vaughn quickly pulled back the blanket to check.
But what she saw made her already pale face blush instantly.
Everything that happened in last night’s dream was indeed real!
Jas Vaughn really ca last night, and he caught her off guard—
"Jas!!"
Ann Vaughn gritted her teeth in both embarrassnt and anger, and pounded the little bear beside her hard, as if venting her frustration onto Cyrus Hawthorne.
Once wasn’t enough, so she hit it a few more tis.
With a "crunch," the little bear’s nose caved in.
Ann Vaughn silently withdrew her hand, and when she saw the gauze wrapped around it, she suddenly realized—
Her right hand had strength again!
A wave of imnse joy almost overwheld Ann Vaughn. She suppressed her excitent and unwrapped the gauze on her right hand. Her slender fingers clenched and released, clenching again, repeating this several tis.
Though it wasn’t very apparent, she could feel that her right palm was no longer weak and powerless.
It could gather strength into her palm just like her left hand could.
Ann Vaughn didn’t rush to celebrate. She moved her right hand for a while, then tried to pick up the vase on the table.
In the past, her right hand couldn’t possibly lift sothing that heavy.
But now not only could she pick up that vase, she held it for over ten seconds before her hand started feeling sore.
This ant—her right hand really had recovered!
"Ah!!"
Ann Vaughn was so excited she rolled around on the bed a few tis. If her body wasn’t still sore, she would have leapt up.
The joy from her right hand’s recovery was so overwhelming, Ann Vaughn completely forgot she had planned to settle things with Cyrus Hawthorne. After washing up, she dashed outside.
Right after the door closed, it was opened again a mont later.
Ann Vaughn briskly walked to the table and picked up the hand-drawn calendar lying there.
Kenny had ntioned that Jas Vaughn had prepared a surprise for her at Azurefla Villa.
She rembered the agreed-upon ti was tonight.
...
To celebrate Ann Vaughn’s hand recovery, Vaughn Clinic held a retweet giveaway on Weibo, selecting 500 people to each receive one box of Ice Skin Pill.
The Ice Skin Pill had been out of stock for half a month, and those wanting to buy it were getting impatient, urging for restocks under Vaughn Clinic’s official Weibo daily.
So much so that now under any Vaughn Clinic Weibo post, the comnts were all urging for restocks.
However, when this Weibo post ca out, netizens weren’t happy at all!
—Do I lack the money to buy Ice Skin Pills? What I lack is the Luck Lord’s fortune! If you’ve got the guts don’t do a giveaway, let buy it!
—When I ca in, the retweets were only at 130, I thought my chances were great. But after I retweeted and refreshed, it was damn 10k!
—You have 500 in stock! Why not put them on sale! What’s with the giveaway!
—What happy event happened? I blindly guess President Hawthorne finally won over the beauty.
—My roommate took Ice Skin Pills for a week, and her naturally dark skin visibly lightened several shades, how am I supposed to feel? If you don’t restock, watch out for my tears flooding your clinic!
Yet, despite the complaints, people were retweeting in no ti, using both main and alt accounts, even roping friends and family into helping.
What if they won??
...
When Sherry called to vent to Ann Vaughn, she was just on her way to Azurefla Villa, having arrived at its foot.
"The girl in charge of the Weibo account got scared and even asked if I wanted to cancel the giveaway and just put the Ice Skin Pill on sale," Sherry was exasperated.
These days, there are actually people who don’t like free giveaways and insist on buying with their own money.
And the Ice Skin Pill isn’t cheap.
Ann Vaughn watched the scenery flash by outside and asked with a chuckle, "How’s the factory’s progress?"
"I’ve been frequently dropping by to oversee things. Luckily no shortcuts or shoddy work are happening. The efficiency isn’t bad, so it should be back on shelves by next week at the latest."
Sherry paused, "Recently a few wealthy ladies have contacted , wanting to invite you to their tea parties, asking if you have the ti. What do you think?"
"Invite to tea parties?" Ann Vaughn looked surprised, "I’ve never even t them, why would they invite ?"
"You haven’t seen them, but they know you’re the owner of Vaughn Clinic, and that’s enough," Sherry replied. "Them inviting you is also a hint to draw you into that circle."
No woman can resist the allure of becoming more beautiful.
These socialites particularly value their looks.
The reason they’re extending an olive branch to Ann Vaughn is because she has sothing they want, hence they’re willing to make nice.
As they spoke, the car arrived at Azurefla Villa’s parking lot.
Ann Vaughn thought for a while, "You can decline for , I don’t really like those occasions. I have to get off, we’ll talk later."
Hanging up the phone, Ann Vaughn stepped out of the car and walked towards Azurefla Villa.
"Excuse , are you Miss Vaughn?" A female attendant approached, smiling to ask Ann Vaughn.
Ann Vaughn looked at her in confusion, "I am. Is there sothing?"
"Mr. Vaughn is busy right now, so he sent to show you around the villa. Please, follow ."
He didn’t bring work to the villa, did he?
For so reason, though she didn’t know much about what Jas did, Ann Vaughn subconsciously thought of him as a workaholic.
"Alright, thank you," Ann Vaughn nodded.
"It’s no trouble, it’s my honor."
Azurefla Villa is divided into three areas: the left is a tropical island experience, and the right is an Arctic experience.
The two areas were constructed simultaneously, taking about two and a half years to complete.
The villa’s annex is situated in the central area, which is even larger than the left and right sections. From afar, it looked magnificent.
However, before she could finish the tour, Ann Vaughn expressed her desire to return to the annex.
Appreciating this scenery alone, no matter how beautiful, felt sowhat less vibrant.
Back at the annex, Ann Vaughn took the room card from the female attendant and took the elevator up to the top floor.
"Daddy has a surprise for you at Azurefla Villa," Kenny’s words ca to mind, sparking a hint of anticipation in Ann Vaughn’s eyes. What could the surprise be?
After opening the door with the room card, Ann Vaughn’s heartbeat suddenly sped up. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door open.
There was no sign of Cyrus Hawthorne in the living room or the kitchen, so Ann Vaughn’s gaze moved towards the master bedroom.
The door was slightly ajar, and with a gentle push, it opened.
"Jas, are you—"
Before she could finish her sentence, seeing the scene in the master bedroom left Ann Vaughn wide-eyed, as if soone suddenly gripped her throat.
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