Chapter 100 Start a Career and Recruit Subordinates


    Those were the only two Wynter hadn’t attacked.


    Carl was shocked when he heard that. How did she know he did this for them?


    She saidzily, “It doesn’t make any difference if you ept your orders or mine. You might as well


    work for me; at least my work is legal.”


    Carl had taken so many orders, including helping a client catch an adulterer, intimidating a mistress,


    and dealing with a mother–inw.


    There were also terrible orders, such as forcing an old man to give up his house for


    his daughter–inw.


    There were all kinds of orders. But usually, ordinary people were afraid of them. Even if those people


    were fearless, nobody regarded them as good people.


    It was the first time they had failed to intimidate someone. And now, this girl even


    wanted to recruit them!


    Carl said in a low voice, “We won’t do anything outrageous.”


    “I’m a doctor. I treat patients. How outrageous can I be?” Wynter replied with a smile.


    Carl still didn’t believe she was a doctor. He was about to speak when she interrupted, “Thatme boy


    was injured in a car ident. He’ll feel pain on cloudy and rainy days. He was injured not long ago.”


    Not only Carl’s but the young gangster’s eyes widened. “How do you know that?”


    “Is it that surprising?” Wynter replied calmly. “All the doctors can see through a patient’s condition. It’s


    just at different stages.”


    Carl looked a little excited. He trembled as he asked, “Then, can you heal his leg? We’re willing to pay


    any amount!”


    “Uncle Carl, I don’t need it.” Theme boy stepped closer to them.


    It was only under the streetlight that Wynter saw him clearly. He was young, 15 years, old at most, and


    his appearance waspletely different from the gangsters,


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    delicate and fair. His short white hair seemed natural and quite eye-catching. He hid


    it with a baseball cap.


    Carl scolded him, “Whitley, shut up!”


    Whitley lowered his eyes. “We have no money. There isn’t much pain.”


    Carl smiled. “Miss, don’t listen to him. Please tell me how to treat him. I’ll make the


    arrangements.”


    Wynter looked over and asked, “He called you Uncle Carl. Are you rted?”


    He stroked Whitley’s head and answered, “Yes.”


    She walked closer, lowering her gaze. “Did you pick up this ‘rtive‘ from the dump


    half a year ago?”


    Whitley looked wary. “Uncle Carl, let’s go. I don’t need treatment.‘


    Carl stopped him, smiling apologetically at Wynter. “Miss, he’s a bit ignorant. Please


    don’t mind.”


    She smiled gently. “I also have a kid I picked up from the dump.”


    Upon hearing that, Whitley raised his head abruptly, hesitating to speak.


    Wynter said unhurriedly, “Treating his leg won’t be difficult. If you guys work for me, I’ll pay you on time.


    I don’t care where you go. You can do whatever you want as long as you don’t harm others.”


    “Can we still get paid?” the young gangster’s eyes lit up.


    Carl also saw hope. “Can Whitley’s leg be treated?”


    “So far, there’s no disease that I can’t treat.” Wynter spokezily.


    Studying the red mole between Whitley’s eyebrows, she smiled suddenly. “Besides, Whitley and I are


    destined.”


    Dalton, who had been silent the entire time, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked


    at them.


    Carl agreed happily, “As long as you can treat Whitley’s leg, we’ll do anything you say!”


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    Wynter held out her hand. “Give me the phone.”


    He did so, not knowing what she was going to do.


    She scanned the code then instructed, “Come to the Empathy Clinic at 10:00 am


    tomorrow.”