Chapter 758 The Buzzkill

Although intended for Lennon, Lucy’s outburst ended up mortifying Heather.

Her colleagues, aware of Heather’s earlier actions, started casting her curious glances and murmuring.

Lennon chuckled, lifting his gaze to meet Lucy’s with indifference. “Why should I give up something that belongs to me? My health is my own d@mn business; who are you to tell me what to do?”

A hint of mockery played on his chiseled face. “Who do you think you are?”

Lucy’s fists clenched tightly. Her gaze locked with his, anger sparking in her eyes. “Who do I think I am? You tell me!”

grandfather’s constant reminders to look after you and the exploitative contract I signed with your family,

you being a bit of a buzzkill?” Heather, unable to tolerate it any longer,

need your unwanted intervention. What a party pooper you are! We have a room full of medical professionals here. We don’t need you to

her relationship with Lennon as more intimate than

raised an eyebrow at Heather’s words. Turning her head, she

Lenn’s friend, of

you

Lennon, still seated with a bored expression. “Quite

watchful eyes of her colleagues prevented her from backing down. Suddenly, she remembered Cherise, her new friend

a deep breath, she turned to Cherise, “Cherise, darling, could you

arranged by you and Damien for our colleagues, and

should do something

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