Chapter 10


    "Which hand do you usually use, left or right? And when you do surgeries, which hand do you operate


    with?" He was genuinely curious.


    "I can use both." Arabe said.


    "Are you even real?" The guy was in shock.


    Just then, an elderly man rushed in, shouting, "Move aside, move aside. Hey, Be, what are you doing


    here?"


    Arabe''s eyes were bright and clear, somewhat surprised at the sight of the man, "Grandpa James?"


    "Arabe, were you also invited by Mr. McMillian to perform surgery on Phillip? Don''t know if I''ll get a


    chance to assist you?" James asked.


    "I''ve already finished." Arabe said.


    "What? Already finished?" James asked. He had just encountered a traffic jam on the way and rushed


    here, panting. But the surgery was already done!


    "You did it all by yourself?" James asked, still panting.


    "And him." Arabe said.


    James followed her gaze to the man standing next to her, surprised, "You, why are you here?"


    "Grandpa." Caden replied helplessly, "This is where I work."


    Indeed, grandpa had forgotten. But the usually entric and arrogant grandpa was actually being


    polite and even ttering in front of a young woman!


    Caden was shocked! Who was this Be? Apart from her remarkable medical skills, what was her


    identity that made his grandpa respect her so much?


    "Kid, being Be''s assistant is your good fortune!" James said.


    An assistant. His good fortune? Was his grandpa out of his mind?


    Despite the girl''s impressive medical skills, it wasn''t that over the top.


    "Did you check on Grannie Grace in room 301?" James asked casually.


    "I visit her every day." Caden had to say, "Grandpa, I''m busy."


    He couldn''t possibly spend 24 hours a day around Grannie Grace!


    "You don''t care enough, you really don''t! Be, wait a sec, I need to school him a bit!" James


    unceremoniously raised his hand to hit his shoulder, "You, do you think I''m not strict enough."


    "Grandpa, this is a hospital, noise is prohibited." Caden said.


    "You, stop running. You think I can''t catch you? I just ran two miles!" James said.


    Ten minutester.


    A luxurious Rolls-Royce drove into the gate of Reflections Vi. With 33 luxurious private vis built by


    theke, it was a sight of extreme opulence. The car drove through a spacious green path and stopped


    in front of a vi.


    A couple had been waiting at the gate, and seeing the car driven by Aiden, they stared at each other in


    surprise.


    "What''s going on?" Keh asked first.


    Why was the car like this? Where was his precious daughter?? Was she okay?


    The sight of the driver getting out of the car shocked Louisa, who looked at Aiden in disbelief, "Aiden,


    your sses, your clothes. Did you have a car ident on the way? Where is Arabe? Is she okay?"


    With that, the couple quickly looked towards the back seat.


    "Ms. Bet is fine, I was rear-ended by a truck on the way." tTe driver hurriedly opened the door and


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    said respectfully, "Miss, we''re home!"


    Arabe lifted her eyes, colliding with the gazes outside the car. Louisa was beautiful when she was


    young, more so than any female star at the time. Now at fifty, her aura was even more gentle and


    dignified. When she saw Arabe, she couldn''t help but tear up, "You''re Be? My beloved daughter."


    Arabe had just stepped out of the car when she was immediately embraced by Louisa, "I finally


    found you!"


    The sudden embrace made Arabe a bit ufortable, but it also gave her a sense of warmth.


    "Let me have a good look at you." Louisa caressed Arabe''s face. The girl had very good features and


    a delicate skin. She asked lovingly, tears in her eyes, "How have you been in the Murphy family all


    these years?"


    "I''ve been good." Arabe said.


    These simple words made two drops of tear fall from Louisa''s eyes. As long as she had been well and


    not bullied, that was enough.


    "We should be happy that our daughter is home." The speaker was Keh, his eyes also a bit red,


    "Let''s talk inside, don''t let our precious girl stand outside."


    "Yes, Be,e in." Louisa took the backpack from Arabe''s hand and handed it to Keh.


    Keh took the bag, which had no brand logo, and looked at Arabe''s back. He couldn''t help but


    feel a pang in his heart. How had their daughter been all these years? She was already a youngdy,


    but why was she still carrying such a in bag? Not even a single piece of designer clothes?


    "Be, from now on, this is your home." Louisa led Arabe by the hand into the vi.


    The garden was full of exotic flowers and nts, costly nts like the Sleeping Fire Lotus and Juliet


    Roses could be seen everywhere.


    Thirty servants stood in the middle of the garden, there were housekeepers, drivers, guards, chefs,


    gardeners, maids, and bodyguards. They all bowed in unison, "Wee home, Ms. Bet!"


    As they walked through the fairy-tale-like beautiful garden and into the main hall, valuable calligraphy


    and antiques were seen everywhere.


    Wasn''t it said that her family was very poor?


    Arabe''s gaze fell on a painting. Not long ago at an auction, this painting, "Return of the Kings," had


    fetched a sky-high price of 30 million dors! It was a masterpiece by a famous oil painter from five


    hundred years ago, and Arabe could tell it was the real deal.


    Seeing where Arabe was looking, as if finding a topic, Louisa asked happily, "Be, do you like that


    painting? Shall I have it hung in your room?"


    "No need." She was just surprised at the number of collections in the house. It was a pity that this


    painting of ''Return of the Kings'' seemed out of ce among that pile of modern art paintings.


    "Be, don''t you like it? Someone, take the painting down!" Keh immediately ordered after her.


    The butler was somewhat reluctant. This painting called ''Return of the Kings'' was originally hidden in


    the pce. It was a very rare and precious piece of art. However, the master was nning to take this


    painting down because of this ignorant Ms. Bet!


    Most importantly, this painting was Miss Serena''s favorite!


    Arabe sensed hostility from the butler''s eyes, which was clearly aimed at her. But she didn''t care,


    and casually gave a suggestion to her parents, "We can hang it in the room inside."


    Her gaze fell on a lounge not far away, where there were several works by the same artist, perfectly


    integrated with the old-fashioned and elegant style of the lounge, fully disying the artistic taste.


    But the butler was heartbroken. Such a precious painting should be hung out for people to appreciate.


    It seemed this country girl had no idea of the value of this painting!


    "I think it''s a great idea to hang this painting in that room!" Louisa was the first to express support, "My


    daughter really has taste!”