Chapter 146



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Cherry had been part of Operation Complain to Dad, so naturally she knew it was Mia’s father who had bullied Godmother Tanya. However, she was still young, so she didn’t understand the complicated relationship between the two.

With her hands on her hips, she looked at Joel and said, “Mr. Handsome, how can you bully a girl by being so handsome?”. Godmother Tanya was crying.”

Crying…

He thought of her tears that had fallen on the back of his hand….

Joel suddenly stepped forward. “She’s your godmother? And not your mother? So you’re not related to Justin Hunt at all?”

Cherry straightened her back immediately. “Why wouldn’t she be related to him?”

Joel’s heart sank, but the next moment, he heard Cherry continue:

“My godmother is a good friend of Mom’s. Since Mom and Dad have given birth to me, then my godmother will definitely be related to Dad, Yes! Don’t you dare bully my godmother anymore. Otherwise, I’ll make daddy beat you, Yes!”

After saying that, the little guy got off the bed, walked over to Joel and kicked him in the calf.

Even though he had kicked him with full force, to Joel it was still a very light kick. He lowered his head and looked down at the little guy in front of him who was about the same age as Mia. Suddenly he rubbed his head and said, “You’re right. I’m a bad person. I shouldn’t have bullied your godmother….. How do you think I should apologize to her?”.

Cherry, “?”

Huh?

Surprisingly, the young gentleman owned up to his mistakes very quickly.

Cherry thought a moment and replied, “A confessed fault is a half fault, sir. You’re a very good man.”

Joel tried to sound her out and asked, “Do you know what your godmother likes best?”

Cherry cocked her head to one side and thought for a while. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she replied, “I know! There’s nothing my godmother has lacked for all these years, except one thing!”.

“What is it?”

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“Nora! Smith! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Nora was driving when she heard Tanya’s roar over the phone. She looked ahead lazily and asked nonchalantly, “How does it feel to run into your old flame, Miss Turner?”

The other woman’s voice became instantly despondent and she replied, “Not so good.”

Nora laughed softly and asked, “Have you managed to resolve the misunderstanding?”.

Tanya did not respond.

Nora raised her eyebrows. “You can’t be serious, can you, you’re going to let the misunderstanding continue when I’ve already created an opportunity for you?”

Tanya let out a wry laugh and said, “It’s not about that. It’s mostly because… Even if we resolve the misunderstanding, so what? The two of us can’t go back to what we were.”

“Why?”

Tanya sighed. “He’s already in a relationship with Hillary. What does that make me, if I get involved with them? Besides, they already have a child…”

The conversation suddenly became a little depressing.

Nora was silent for a moment. Then she suggested, “How about… we make him a widower?”

Tanya, “?”

She got a big shock and hastened to say, “That’s not necessary at all! Even if he becomes a widower, I don’t like that he had a relationship with Hillary. It’s clear that he knows that she is the person I hate the most…”

Nora was quite disappointed. “… Okay, then.”

Tanya, “…”

Then, she said, “How about we have a drink tonight, Nora? We’ll drink till we drool…”

Beep… beep… beep…

Tanya, “????”

As Tanya listened to the phone disconnect tone, she couldn’t help but feel that she and Nora must really be friends.

Nora tossed the cell phone aside nonchalantly after hanging up, and headed for the NYU School of Medicine. The guards had already been alerted beforehand, so they let her in immediately when she reached the gates.

She circled the campus. She then followed the GPS navigator and arrived in front of the office building. After parking the car, she entered the building.

As soon as she entered, she saw Director Shaw, in his late fifties, standing at the entrance. He looked at her respectfully and said, “There you are!”.

Nora nodded slightly.

The few people standing behind Director Shaw were surprised.

You had to know that Principal Shaw was acclaimed as a master neurosurgeon at the school! Not only was he the Head of the Department of Neurosurgery, but he was also a Director at New York Hospital, and held an important position in the medical field.

Why would someone like him be so respectful and courteous to a girl who looked to be only in her early twenties?

As everyone hesitated, Director Shaw held out his hand and led her to the front. He said, “This way, please.”

Nora followed Director Shaw into his office.

Director Shaw said to his assistants: “Quickly prepare the coffee. Use the premium beans from my collection. Remember to make it stronger, so it will be more refreshing.”

The attendees gasped.

Director Shaw used to treat those premium beans as if they were his baby, but today he pulled them out and served them to a girl who looked much younger than him.

Director Shaw ignored the questioning looks from his assistants, walked into the room and closed the door.

When he looked behind him, he saw that the big boss had already taken a seat on the couch and was leaning against it.

The girl was wearing tight black jeans that made her legs look long and slender. She leaned on the couch lazily with her cat eyes upturned, but there was no warmth in them. She asked, “Why did you ask me to come so urgently, Mr. Shaw?”

Director Shaw immediately saluted and said, “How am I worthy of you using honorifics for me? Anti, I asked you to come because there is an operation that requires your expertise.”

Nora raised her eyebrows. “What kind of operation is it?”

Director Shaw sighed and replied, “It’s a five-year-old boy with a tumor in his brain. The location of the tumor is very complicated, and it is most likely in contact with neural nerves. If care is not taken, it will affect the future development of the child’s intelligence, so I am thinking of asking you.”

Director Shaw looked at her and said, “I know you only accept two operations a month and this month is already full. But that child is really very pitiful, so I have decided to ask you for help. Anti, I…”

Director Shaw was about to appeal to her through emotion and reason when Nora raised her eyebrows and asked, “That’s it?”

Director Shaw, “?”

Nora stood up, yawned and said, “Couldn’t you have just called? Instead, you had me come here specially? You can just send me the time and place of the operation.”

Then he made a dismissive gesture and walked away. “I’m leaving.”

Director Shaw, “???”

It was notoriously difficult to make appointments to operate with Anti. There were countless rich and powerful people begging for his help, but they couldn’t even find him. The Hunts and the Smiths had gone out of their way to seek her out, and had even promised to pay astronomical consultation fees, but still, she had not agreed!

He had thought she would take a lot of convincing before she would agree.

He hesitated for a moment and said, “Anti, the child has no remarkable origin…. But don’t worry. If you take over the operation, you can consider that I owe you a favor.”

Nora responded with an “Okay” and left the room.

The assistants outside didn’t dare stop her when they saw her and even gave way to her.

Nora headed for the parking lot. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard someone say in surprise, “Nora? What are you doing here?”

She looked behind her, then saw Angela Smith and Lisa Black, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time, walking toward her.

Angela looked at her car and then at the office building. Her eyebrows drew together and she asked in surprise, “Surely you can’t be here to apply for graduate school, can you?”

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