Chapter 181

"Ms. Larson, if you don't leave now, it'll be hard to find a cab around here," Daniel said casually. Whitney looked up and said through gritted teeth, "This isn't over! Not by a long shot!" With that, she angrily grabbed her bag and stormed out, looking completely deranged. Daniel turned to Mikayla. "Are you ready, Mikayla?" She instinctively raised a hand to touch her cheek, feeling the rough scars beneath her fingertips. A determined look filled her eyes as she replied, "I'm ready." For her, things couldn't possibly get any worse. Even if this treatment failed, what did she have to lose? Charlene stood up. "Mikayla, for promotional purposes, we might need to record the process of your facial treatment. Would you be okay with that?" "Of course. That's something I should do," Mikayla agreed without hesitation. If the treatment worked, it would be the best possible promotion—and undeniable proof of her rebirth. If it didn't, the footage wouldn't be released, so she felt no burde