One shocking report after another quickly made headlines across major news outlets, sparking intense debate.
If the incident of Ann Vaughn being disfigured were isolated, it wouldn’t be much of a deal.
The problem lies in the fact that the Heavenly Fragrant Dew, recently popular among socialites and wealthy won, actually causes disfigurent!
This caused a massive backlash from all the custors who had used the Heavenly Fragrant Dew, throwing it in the trash was not enough, they all went to Vaughn Clinic to demand an explanation.
In no ti, Vaughn Clinic was caught in scandal and controversy, constantly being scolded.
Not to ntion that with the intentional guidance of the dia, no one cared how Ann Vaughn was disfigured, they all blad it on the Heavenly Fragrant Dew!
The comnts under these reports were mostly about boycotting the Heavenly Fragrant Dew and heavily criticizing Ann Vaughn’s misconduct.
It is imaginable how coldly the Heavenly Fragrant Dew will be received when it hits the market in the future.
It’s very likely that it won’t even make it to market!
Just the next day after the incident, another bombshell dropped regarding the news of Ann Vaughn’s disfigurent.
Soone compiled intimate photos of Ann Vaughn with several n, made them into a pictorial, and published an eloquent long post on Weibo.
Is soone with such poor moral character and a chaotic personal life really qualified to be a Chinese dicine doctor?
Should we doubt that all her international awards and achievents were not actually her own?
Are we really going to let such a bad apple ruin the reputation of Chinese dicine?
The inflammatory long post was shared widely, even so veteran TCM doctors erged to express doubt about Ann Vaughn’s dical ethics.
As a result, Vaughn Clinic was thrust into the spotlight, its reputation plumting.
If the situation continues to develop like this, it might have to face closure within a month of opening.
...
Late night.
In the private apartnt at Maple Leaf Gardens.
Due to Ann Vaughn’s misfortune, Cynthia Sheridan had been in an exceptionally good mood for two days, even holding a party at ho to celebrate.
After all her friends left, Cynthia Sheridan went upstairs to apply a face mask and sleep.
At that mont, the lights in the apartnt suddenly went out.
Lying on the chaise lounge, Cynthia was startled, about to stand up to turn on the lights.
"You’d better not move." A clear female voice echoed in the darkness, "To add a bit of surprise to your party, I’ve brought you quite a few gifts."
Recognizing the familiar voice, Cynthia widened her eyes in disbelief, "Ann Vaughn? How did you get into my house!?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a "hissing" sound ca from the room, similar to a soft-bodied creature crawling, gradually approaching.
"Ah—" Cynthia scread, the face mask falling off her face, just about to stand up and run away when she felt sothing cold against her temple.
Her whole body froze, too scared to move.
Move, and she’d be stabbed to death; don’t move, and she’d be bitten by the snakes creeping in the room.
Under the double fear, Cynthia wished she could faint right there, her legs trembling.
"Scared already?" Ann Vaughn chuckled, "Aren’t you quite capable? You ruined my face and hired reporters to capture my ugly state at the hospital."
Her voice then turned icy, "Just a few snakes and a few scorpions, how do they compare to your vicious nature?"
There are scorpions in the room too?!!
"What on earth do you want!" Cynthia scread, trembling under Ann Vaughn’s dagger, "I wasn’t the one who did those things, you have no right to do this to !"
Ann Vaughn pushed the dagger further, "I’m giving you one chance to tell the truth."
"These snakes are non-venomous, but if I sprinkle them with sothing they like on you, guess what will happen?"
Her voice sounded soft and lazy, yet sent chills down one’s spine.
Cynthia shuddered, her eyes full of dread, teeth nearly grinding to pieces.
No need to guess!
Non-venomous snakes are no better than venomous ones; in fact, she might be bitten to death here!
This bitch has such a vicious heart!
Even Cynthia herself montarily forgot how she had set up Ann Vaughn earlier.
Seeing her silence, Ann Vaughn squinted her bright eyes slightly, "It seems you want to choose for you?"
"Hiss—"
The terrifying hissing sound approached Cynthia’s feet, circling her uneasily.
"No! There’s no need!" Cynthia was so frightened by the sound that she nearly jumped, afraid Ann Vaughn would make the decision for her if she delayed, hurriedly saying, "I’ll talk, I’ll say everything."
"The poisonous herbs added to the Crawford Family’s pastries were on my orders, I bribed the reporters, and I had those articles posted online to tarnish your and Vaughn Clinic’s reputation!"
"Ah! Quickly get them away, get them away!"
Hearing this, Ann Vaughn withdrew the dagger from her temple, leisurely saying, "They’re right by your feet, if you accidentally hurt one, and get bitten, it’s your life."
Just as Cynthia was about to jump up and run away, she froze, her face nearly twisting with a mix of fear and anger.
Ann Vaughn did this on purpose!
Indeed, Ann Vaughn set it up intentionally; once she put away the dagger, she picked up the phone that had the information backed up at the start, fulfilling her purpose for coming.
"I’ll leave these things with you, don’t be shy about accepting them."
With that, Ann Vaughn left without looking back.
Cynthia: !!!
"Damn it, take these things with you when you leave! Ann Vaughn! ANN VAUGHN!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream echoed from the apartnt behind her, Ann Vaughn didn’t even look back, casually whistling.
Then she agilely scaled the private apartnt’s outer wall, landing with an impressive pose.
"Just a few bio-realistic toy snakes paired with a recording, and she got this scared, yet how did she have the guts to ruin my face?" Ann Vaughn looked back at the apartnt, a glint passing in her bright eyes.
No, Cynthia doesn’t have such crafty calculations.
There must be soone else behind her.
Thinking of this, Ann Vaughn coldly smiled.
One thing is for sure, from now until morning, Cynthia will spend the night getting "up close and personal" with the toy snakes and scorpions.
For soone inherently afraid of these things, they’re more terrifying than death.
Even more miserable than Ann Vaughn imagined, all night, Cynthia was scared unconscious only to be awakened by the hissing, repeatedly fainting, until by morning her heart was fluttering.
Especially upon seeing those fake snakes and scorpions crawling around, a sleepless night left Cynthia’s face looking incredibly dreadful.
"Ann Vaughan!!"
"I will never reconcile with you!"
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