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“Empathy Clinic?” Carl thought it sounded familiar.@@novelbin@@

The young gangster reminded him, “That’s the place where we had a massage.”

Wynter raised an eyebrow. “What a coincidence. You’re one of our old customers.”

Carl was dumbfounded. “But the masseur is just an old lady, isn’t it?”

Wynter was unfazed. “You’re right. That’s my grandma. It was just a foot massage. place then. Fromtomorrow onward, it will operate as a traditional medicine clinic. You came to threaten us without evendoing a background check on the customers. That’s interesting.”

Carl blushed a little. “We’re just trying to earn a living. But don’t worry, miss. We won’t ever do thisagain.”