Chapter 706

That woman was Daphne Wolfe, Miranda's assistant. As soon as she stepped out of the car, she frowned, her gaze landed on Willow Creek Clinic's sign board as she sneered, "Just a small, shabby clinic and you just had to renovate it to look like a sophisticated building. How fake!" She really despised being at Willow Creek Clinic. Taking out a handkerchief, she covered her face as if trying to block out the smell of traditional medicine wafting out from the clinic. If Harold-the-prick hadn't rejected Miranda's request, Miranda wouldn't need to send her here to suffer. It's all the fault of that damned Harold! Daphne was cursing in her heart, but she didn't stop moving forward. This was a mission Miranda had sent for her to do. No matter how much she despised this disgusting clinic, she had to get the job done. Jamie, thinking that Daphne was here to see the doctor, handed her a number as usual. When the clinic was busy, the patients would need to line up, even just to register, so