The next day, Cot Hospital.
After helping Aunt Watson finish her breakfast, Sophie Allen hurried to make a paynt.
The cashier, upon hearing Scarlett Watson’s na, stared at Sophie Allen for a while before leaving her seat and secretly making a call.
Upon receiving the news, Henry Hudson quickly ca over and pulled Sophie away.
"Senior, I’ve borrowed the money," said Sophie Allen, smiling sincerely.
"Charlotte, how many tis do I have to say it, all of Aunt Watson’s treatnt is free, you don’t have to pay a di," Henry Hudson said, feeling helpless.
Sophie Allen knew about Henry’s kindness, but she didn’t want to owe him such a big favor.
She hastily explained, "Actually, this million is my earnings so let pay it, please."
"I really don’t want to owe you, you’ve helped so much already."
"You earned it? Charlotte, what do you an?" Henry’s gentle face suddenly turned serious.
He was worried that Sophie might have resorted to unsavory thods. How else could a college student earn a million overnight?
A smug smile crossed Sophie’s beautiful face.
She played coy, purposefully saying, "I’ll tell you after I’ve paid."
Unable to persuade her, and desperate to know how she got the money, Henry Hudson had no choice but to let her pay the dical bills.
Without any health insurance, Aunt Watson’s bills including the upcoming surgery fee amounted to over half a million. Sophie paid it all at once.
Looking at the long list of dical charges, Henry sighed deeply.
"Senior, do you have ti? Let treat you to a cup of coffee," Sophie asked with a smile.
"Alright," Henry Hudson agreed on the spot.
...
The two went to a nearby coffee shop.
They sat face to face.
As soon as they sat down, Henry Hudson anxiously asked, "Charlotte, please don’t be involved in anything bad."
"Senior, don’t worry, I did it through legal ans."
Sophie gave a faint smile and explained, "My contracted husband is still in the ICU, so I couldn’t borrow money from him, but his brother made a deal with . I made a perfu for him, and the million is the paynt he gave ."
"I see." Henry Hudson breathed a sigh of relief.
"So, Senior, don’t feel bad. Now that I can afford Aunt Watson’s dical bills, let’s just follow the normal hospital procedure," Sophie stated seriously.
Henry Hudson knew she did not want to owe him anything. He felt a little discomfort but nodded in agreent.
In truth, he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.
...
Henry Hudson had to leave for ergency surgery after a brief chat.
Sophie hailed a taxi and headed for the Riley Group.
While Aunt Watson was still recuperating, she wanted to finish making the perfu as soon as possible. Once the surgery was done, she’d have to stay by Aunt Watson’s side full ti and wouldn’t have ti to work on the fragrance.
Upon arriving at the Riley Group and standing at the entrance of the extravagant building, Sophie was slightly taken aback seeing people coming and going.
She didn’t expect Mr. Battlson’s company to be so impressive.
Looking up at the dozens of floors, she wondered which one she should go to.
She quickly took out her phone to call Mr. Battleson, only to realize she didn’t have his number.
With a sigh, she walked towards the lobby and made her way to the front desk.
"Excuse , I’m looking for Mr. Battleson. Could you tell which floor he is on?" Sophie asked politely.
The receptionist looked Sophie up and down, estimating her outfit to be worth a few hundred at most. A whiff of poverty off of her made the receptionist sneer.
"You think you can seduce Mr. Battleson?" The receptionist scoffed sarcastically.
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