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    Her words sent a ripple of dread across the room. Whispers and murmurs broke out instantly. Many in the crowd, just like Sandra, had paid outrageous sums for their appointments. If those slots were canceled, the financial loss would be devastating.


    Yet everyone knew Elvira’s reputation — unyielding, upromising, and fiercely principled. Back in Drakmire, not even the wealthiest dared challenge the standards she set.


    Faced with the growing chaos, Johnathan had no choice but to grit his teeth and nod.


    As the crowd descended into despair, they could only direct their anger and resentment toward Sandra. If looks could kill, Sandra would have been torn to shreds on the spot.


    If it weren’t for her, how could things have escted to this point?


    Turning her sharp gaze back to Johnathan, Elvira said calmly, “Since we now know who caused this mess, Mr. Ortega, I assume you don’t need me to exin the next step.”


    Johnathan cast a nce at Sandra, who looked ready to sink into the floor from shame, and snapped at the security guards. “Remove them from the Primary Healthcare Center and cklist their names in our patient registry for good. They are never to be allowed back in again.”


    Johnathan’s words basically meant that Sandra and Rosanna were now banned from seeking treatment at the Primary Healthcare Center going forward.


    “Mr. Ortega, I didn’t mean to! I had no idea that buying an appointment broke the rules! I spent a fortune on it. You can’t just throw me out!” Sandra cried out desperately, clutching onto Johnathan’s sleeve.


    Johnathan’s expression darkened. Without a word, he shook her off and gave the security team a silent signal.


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    Without hesitation, the guards closed in, each one grabbing an arm and steering Sandra firmly toward the exit.


    At the back of the group, Rosanna kept her head bowed, trying to slip away unnoticed. Step by step, she edged closer to the door, praying that no one would notice her. But the second she reached the exit, a shadow fell across her path.


    Looking up, Rosanna found Maia standing there, arms crossed, eyebrows raised with a sharp stare that could cut ss. Her voice was low and impatient as she said, “Rosanna, that bracelet of Vicki’s — you never sold it to the ck market, did you?”


    Caughtpletely off guard, Rosanna froze for a beat, her mouth opening and closing like she could not find the right lie fast enough. “I’m not sure. I really did sell it to someone who said he dealt in antiques. Maybe… maybe he wasn’t connected to the ck market?”


    The flicker of panic in her eyes told Maia everything she needed to know. A small, mocking smile yed across Maia’s lips. “And how much did you get for it?”


    Rosanna hesitated, scrambling to sound believable. “I think… maybe a few thousand?”


    “A few thousand?” Maia gave her an exaggerated look of disbelief. “You stupid girl!”


    Rosanna blinked at her, stunned into silence.


    “Forget it. You have no one to me but yourself for not knowing its value,” Maia said, tossing the words over her shoulder as she turned and strode away. Left standing at the threshold, Rosanna could only stare after her, her mind racing. What had Maia meant by that? Could it be that the bracelet had been something priceless? No wonder Maia wanted it back so badly. Maybe it really was a treasure all along.


    A tiny spark of excitement red in Rosanna’s chest. If Maia’s words were true, she might have stumbled onto a fortune without even knowing it.


    Out by the hospital entrance, Sandra stood in the cold wind, her hair in disarray, her face twisted in rage. “What a pathetic excuse for a hospital! And that so-called miracle doctor — total scam artist!”


    Nothing about today had gone ording to n. She had thrown away ten thousand dors and still hadn’t gotten anywhere near seeing the doctor. The pounding in her skull grew worse, like something was chewing through her brain from the inside out.


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