Chapter 11

Yvette continued in a gentle tone, “Wynter, I apologize for my mom’s behavior. Since you don’t wantmoney, then it’s best not to be involved with the Yates family any longer.

“You can handle yourself. Mom’s pushy ways might just bruise your ego more.”

Her well–mannered words drew much admiration. The people around glanced at her and then atWynter, sensing a contrast between them.

Yvette was kind–hearted, while Wynter seemed to take advantage and had a negative attitude. Peoplebehind Hilda shook their heads.

Observing this, Wynter smiled lightly. She seemed to understand everything.

Yvette, however, avoided Wynter’s gaze. For some reason, she felt a bit uneasy about Wynter’sunconventional behavior today.

Was it because the Yates family kicked her out? So, she held a grudge and wanted to get back atthem?

Just three months ago, she was obedient and submissive. Now, it was like she had lost her mind,saying whatever came to her.

Yvette couldn’t figure it out. The Yates family had been raising Wynter for over ten years. What moredid she expect? Did she really consider herself a heiress? How could that be possible?

Yvette felt guilty and looked down on Wynter. However, she hid her disdain well and even spoke softly.

“Yve is right,” Hilda said with a smile. “Psychological classes also discuss the psychological gaps ofteenagers, especially those from small towns, who are more concerned about others‘ opinions and maynot distinguish good intentions.”

Then, Hilda turned her gaze toward Wynter and added, “Since you’ve come to the big city, let go ofyour grievances and take a good look around.”

Wynter listened with interest and suddenly asked an unrelated question. “Are you that Madam Gibson,who claims to cure all diseases?”

Hilda was displeased with her attitude. “Yes, that’s me. Why?”@@novelbin@@

“I’d advise you something. Misjudging people is one thing, but failing to educate your students properlyand allowing them to treat people recklessly is a bigger issue.” Wynter’s tone was composed. “Rightover by the traffic lights, your student is still kneeling. Would

you care to take a look?”

Hilda’s face was full of disbelief. “No way, my student wouldn’t…”

Before she could finish her words, a guy dressed like a medical student ran over. “Madam Gibson, it’sbad! I’m not sure why Luke’s on his knees in the street, and he can’t get up!”

Hilda’s expression froze. The elegance she had moments ago disappeared, leaving an awkwardatmosphere.

Hilda was losing her dignity. Her complexion changed, and she headed toward the traffic lights.

Before leaving, she glanced at Wynter with an enigmatic expression. It was as if Wynter harbored agrudge.

Wynter didn’t care much. Hilda was just from the Gibson family with a bad character and limitedperspective. Hilda shouldn’t be practicing medicine.

Curing all diseases? Taking students everywhere, turning the practice of medicine into a marketplacefor fame and profit, and teaching a bunch of useless individuals, huh?

If she hadn’t shown up, the Gibson family would just exploit her achievements. It looked like sheneeded to look for a replacement.

However, as Wanda followed Hilda and saw Wynter offend even Madam Gibson, she

couldn’t help but feel amused inwardly.

This clueless girl never left the countryside and didn’t realize she meant nothing without the Yatesfamily.

Now, she had just offended someone powerful in Southdale. She’ll be begging them in the future!