Corleyâs eyes flashed a sense of regret.
It was too late for him to meet Nikita.
If it had been a little earlier, perhaps, he could have a chance.
âIf Sheehan is not good to you, you might as well consider me.â After a momentâs silence, Corley said half-jokingly, âI am willing to be your back-up. I can always wait for you.â
In half an hour.
Nikita pulled the silver needles out from Corleyâs legs.
After she put away the silver needles, she took out a pen and paper to write a prescription.
âOnce a day, and take it continuously for one month.â After writing the prescription, she handed it to Corley. âThere are also some medicines in it, which can improve your immunity.â
âThis is the last treatment, You have paid for it. Now, I have nothing to do with the Garrett family. If there is any problem during the period, call me. If there is nothing else, I will leave first.â
Nikita put away the black bag and pen. She then picked up the black backpack, and got up slowly.
She was about to leave.
Seeing that she was leaving. Corley wanted her to stay, âItâs getting late. You should have lunch here.â
âNo, I have something to do. I appreciate the kindness.â Nikita doesnât want to have too much communication with Corley. There could be many troubles if she contacts those young masters too much.
Besides, Corley likes her.
Since she refused him, she wouldnât give him any hope.
âSince you have something to do, I canât force you to stay.â Corley didnât pester her. He said with grace.
âIâll let someone send you back to school.â
This time, Nikita didnât refuse.
She nodded. âThanks.â
Corley smiled: âI am the one who should say thank you. Nikita, although I have paid my bill, if you need my help in the future, just ask.*
âWhether you want to make friends with me or not, I will definitely make friends with you.â
Nikita slightly paused. She looked up, and saw the sincerity in the eyes of men.
She smiled âSure.â
Nikita left with the black Rolls-Royce As soon as the car drove away, another black Mercedes-Benz passed. It drove into the villa.
It stops.
The driver got off the bus, opened the rear door and stood respectfully aside.
Coming down from the car, a graceful woman with bright and charming appearance.
The middle-aged man who greeted Nikita before, stood aside and greeted respectfully: âMiss Rosa.â
âHmm. Whereâs my brother?â Rosa pulled the curly hair hanging down on her shoulders, asking while walking inward âThe young master has just finished his treatment. Heâs having a rest. The middle-aged man replied respectfully.
Rosa took a step and turned his head: âAcupuncture? Has the magic doctor been here?â
âYes.â
âHas she left yet? Rosaâs eyes flashed. She squinted.
âThe doctor has just left.â
Rosa remembered the black Rolls Royce she just saw That car is from the Garrett family.
So, just the driver drove Nikita back?
Rosa sipped her lip expressionlessly. Her eyes darkened.
She heard from old Mr. Garrett saying that Nikita treated her brotherâs legs by acupuncture.