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Chapter 572: Who Else to Pamper but Her?

    <h4>Chapter 572: Chapter 572: Who Else to Pamper but Her?</h4>


    "Is that all?" Hayes Simmons raised an eyebrow, slightly skeptical.


    Matthew Saxon let out a cold snort, "Or what did the Eldest Young Master Simmons think was the reason? That girl has a big temper and is very stubborn. If she wants to quit, just let her be. Anyway, it’s a small matter for you since you own so many hospitals; if she wants to stay at a ce for a month, it’s nothing to you."


    Hayes Simmonsughed, "Matthew, you’ll spoil her like this."


    "She’s my woman. If I don’t spoil her, who will?"


    After hanging up, Hayes Simmons bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then made another call to the hospital in A City.


    In terms of prosperity and economic development, A City is not inferior to Z City.


    Although there were still many doubts in his heart, as a friend, once someone asked him, as long as it’s not a matter of murder or arson, Hayes Simmons would agree to help.


    Not to mention, the Saxon Family and the Simmons Family have always had a good rtionship, with both families benefiting each other and helping frequently.


    Just arranging to send someone to a hospital in A City—such a request for him was merely a phone call.


    Soon, Hayes Simmons had all matters settled.


    The call with Matthew Saxon made Hayes Simmons faintly sense something unusual.


    If it really were just a little conflict, it wouldn’t escte to the point of resignation. Even if she did resign, there are other hospitals in Z City to go to, so why specifically arrange for her to go far away to A City?


    This isn’t like Matthew Saxon’s usual methods.


    He’s such a domineering and possessive person, willing to send the woman he likes hundreds of miles away?


    --


    "Hey, did you hear? Scarlett Yates resigned."


    "No way, she hasn’t been at our hospital for long."


    "What’s so strange about that? She’s going to marry into a wealthy family as Young Madam; how can she stay in a hospital as a mere nurse all the time? Even if she wants, I don’t think the Saxon Family would allow it. The mighty Second Young Madaming to help with such chores—is it suitable?"


    The hospital isn’trge, but it isn’t small either.


    Any slight breeze of rumor can spread across the entire hospital in less than half a day.


    Scarlett Yates’s resignation quickly became known everywhere within hours.


    "Scarlett, are you really resigning?" After finishing up with a patient’s infusion bottle in a ward, Olivia Smith managed to pull Scarlett Yates aside in her free time to ask about the resignation.


    Scarlett Yates nodded slightly, replied softly, "Yeah."


    "Is it because of those hospital rumors?" Olivia Smith frowned, "Those people are indeed annoying, but if you leave like this, won’t it be like giving them what they want? Who knows how they might talk about you afterward."


    Scarlett Yates didn’t borate much.


    Perhaps, letting people misunderstand that she was leaving because she couldn’t bear the rumors was better.


    "Are you sure you have to leave?"


    "Yes, I’ve already made up my mind."


    Olivia Smith sighed, "Leaving here might be better, to avoid seeing those irritating people every day. Anyway, with the second Young Master as your strong backing, there’s no problem wherever you want to go."


    There’s no problem wherever you want to go...


    Upon hearing thisst sentence, Scarlett Yates remained silent for a long time.


    As Hayes Simmons said, she was leaving Saint Mercy shortly after joining. If she wanted to go to another hospital, it wasn’t an easy matter.


    She was just set on resigning but hadn’t yet figured out where to go afterward.
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