Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 288 White Nicholson

Julia was surprised to hear that Nicole would visit Old Mr. Benedict at the Gardner Residence.

“What’s going on? Are you going to make a comeback?”

In the face of Julia’s ridicule, Nicole’s eyes darkened as she pursed her lips with a bit of grimness on her face.

Because of that, Julia knew that she must have said something wrong and quickly apologized, “Okay, I know it’s my fault. I won’t bring this up again.”

Nicole’s mood lightened after she heard this. Then, she lowered her gaze and glanced at the ground before looking up at Julia, whispering, “My mentor’s last wish is for me not to be involved in this again. Julia, you know this.”

Julia quickly nodded and admitted her mistake. “I know, Nicole. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

Back then, the number one surgeon in the world was White Nicholson. He had only taken in one apprentice throughout his life, but no one knew what this apprentice of his looked like.

Julia knew that his apprentice was Nicole and White was her mentor. When White was alive, he was known to be a jolly

came to seek mentorship from him. Yet, they were

became a designer, Julia took Nicole to White’s place, telling Nicole that she would be designing a dress for White. As White watched the way Nicole tended to her pieces, he immediately asked her on the spot if Nicole would

was surprised. Julia was taken aback as well. The reason for this was that White saw

multiple operations alongside White. Down the road, there was someone that wanted to learn from White but was rejected. That was when everything went downhill as the person convinced others who

shouting and arguing every day. In the face of money, their morals began to turn fuzzy as

lives, he suffered a loss of fame and fortune

his last words were, “Nicole, don’t

Nicole knew that her mentor was just afraid that if she were to inherit White’s

hospital bed, Nicole agreed with tears in her eyes, and she had never practiced

and brought up the truth of the event to the public. But there

then on, practicing medicine was like a

Perhaps it