Chapter 93 Who Is the Special Patient

Wanda immediately expressed her understanding, inviting everyone to try the dessert, but her gaze still fell on that girl. That girl must be very wealthy to be so luxurious. People in their circle were also wealthy, but there were levels of wealth. For example, they could buy three Hermès bags at most. If it were that girl, she wouldn't care how much she spent. The girl had already sat down. The woman who opened the door first was just her housekeeper. "Ms. Naomi, I'll ask them to prepare whatever you want." Naomi Quinnell's voice was gentle. "Aunt Fiona, please sit down. You don't have to take care of me all the time." "How can I? I must take care of you." The middle-aged housekeeper, Fiona Young, was very responsible. Naomi seemed helpless, chuckled, and was about to order food. But a bodyguard came, frowning slightly. "Ms. Naomi, why are you here? Didn't you ask Mr. Lloyd to call a doctor for you?" "Call the doctor?" She was confused, then seemed to guess something, look