LOGINGloria became more silent as she saw Lilian's reaction.
She didn't really need Lillian's apology. She simply wanted others to show some respect. She almost forgot the feeling of being respected. Patrick, the mighty Alpha, destroyed a werewolf. He destroyed Gloria. Gloria felt pain and regret. She told herself not to expect too much. She shouldn't expect people to respect her. "Gloria, tell me how much money you want. Even if I have to give you all my savings, I will not apologize to you. You crawled on the ground and barked like a dog for money. A person like you is not worthy of my apology!" Lillian said angrily. After Lillian finished speaking, she thought for a few seconds and revealed a disdainful smile. She continued, "If you want to tell others that I hurt you, it's fine. However, no one will believe you. Let me remind you, I am a student at Gabbs University. I am here to earn my tuition fees, and in the eyes of others,She bit down with all her might, like a wild animal latching onto prey, causing the man's arm to bleed profusely and his flesh to look ragged and raw."Ouch! It hurts!"The man screamed in pain. He reached up and yanked her hair, trying to pull her off, but she held on tight, biting as if she meant to kill him right there.That man seemed completely unprepared for her fierce resistance. He immediately took the small knife in his hand and stabbed her arm.The moment the sharp blade broke her skin, Luana subconsciously loosened her grip.As soon as she let go, the injured man immediately yanked her hair and pulled her away.He fought through the intense pain and raised his free hand to slap her, but that Mr. Night stopped him.He still didn't say a word. He grabbed Luana's arm and dragged her toward his own car.Luana refused to go with him. She struggled desperately, trying to stall for time until Clarissa returned to the garage
Time flew by. The day of the skin graft surgery arrived quickly.Even though Elena viewed Luana as a rival, her professional ethics and skill were excellent. She didn't sabotage Luana at all during the procedure.To ease Luana's pain, she even used expensive medicine during the post-op care.Luana stayed in the hospital bed for another two months. After surviving countless sessions of extreme pain, her body finally started recovering.On the day she was discharged, Luana stood in front of the bathroom mirror. She turned sideways to look at her back.She still had some scars, but most of the skin had healed pretty well. It wasn't as shocking to look at as before.She was satisfied with the result. She turned on the faucet to wash her hands, then walked out of the bathroom.Clarissa was packing the luggage. She saw Luana come out and asked, "Do you want to take the clothes in the closet with us?"Luana looked at the rows of men's
Eva walked over. She opened the door. When she saw the person outside, Eva froze for a second. Then a joyful smile spread across her face."Dr. Elena!"Elena wore a white women's suit. Her bright, pretty face held an elegant, poised smile."Dr. Woodward, I heard you have a patient with severe acid burns on her back. I came to see if I could help.""That is WONDERFUL! I've been trying to call you constantly, but couldn't get through. I can't believe you came to our hospital on your own."Compared to Eva's excitement, Elena seemed quite calm. "Take me to see the patient first."Eva nodded gently. She led Elena into the room.Eva was about to introduce Elena to Luana. But Elena walked straight to Luana. She held out her pale hand."Miss Hammond, hello. I'm Elena."Luana and Clarissa were both stunned. Eva was confused too. How did Elena know Luana?Out of politeness, Luana reached out. She briefly shook Elena's hand.
Clarissa was still angry. She searched her phone for Erasmus, wanting to see what right he had to be so arrogant.But after reading Erasmus's resume, Clarissa decided to let it go. It wasn't worth arguing with such an expert.She put her phone down casually. She asked Luana softly, "Luana, are you hungry? I can grab you something to eat."Luana gently shook her head. Her vision was starting to blur. Clarissa's figure looked less and less clear. "Clarissa, I brought a box of medicine when I moved to your house. Could you bring it next time you come?"Clarissa instinctively looked at Luana's chest. She asked nervously, "Are you skipping the anti-rejection meds? Is your heart hurting?"Luana blinked her tired eyes. "After crying a few times, my vision got a little blurry."Clarissa heard that. She touched Luana's forehead with worry. "I'll go back and get your medicine right now."Luana wanted to tell her to take her time, but Clarissa w
Eva scoffed inwardly, but kept a polite smile on her face. "Yes, she is. And you are?"He pulled a business card from his inner jacket pocket and handed it to her. "My name is Erasmus Atkinson."Eva's lips curled slightly when she saw the gold-embossed card that read "Erasmus Atkinson, Chief Designer, Veridian Architecture Inc." "Hello."Erasmus took her hand. He pressed the card into her palm. He smiled charmingly. "If you need a house designed, you can contact me. I'll give you a twenty percent discount."He quickly turned toward the room. The moment he faced away, the smile vanished.Erasmus stopped at the door. He put the smile back on and knocked. "Miss Hammond, may I come in?"Clarissa was massaging Luana's legs. She looked up at the man outside. "Who are you?"Erasmus leaned one hand on the door frame. He smoothed back the perfectly layered hair on his forehead. "Erasmus."Luana heard the name. She remembered Dorian had mentioned sending someone to teach her about architecture.
He saw the caller ID. He didn't want to answer, but he had requested a favor from this person. He reluctantly hit accept.He frowned and used a long finger to slide the unlock button, his voice cold, "What do you want?"A gentle voice answered from the other end. "Cline, shouldn't I be asking you that?"Cline's expression was icy. He clearly didn't want to talk.The person knew his temper. She didn't beat around the bush. She went straight to the price, "You want me back in the country to reconstruct her burns and repair the damaged skin. Agree to one condition."A flicker of annoyance crossed Cline's eyes. "Name your price in cash. Don't give me conditions."She chuckled. Her tone remained soft, "I could. But I'm the only person globally who can take this kind of deep chemical burn and make it nearly perfect. If you want to negotiate, we talk. If not, I'm hanging up—"She was about to disconnect. Cline's voice cut in, cold and







