The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Troy was flustered. "What did you say?! Are you disrespecting me now?!"

He was already left infuriated by Frank's disrespect, and he was no more than a pretty boy.

But this middle-aged man too?!

"So what if I am?!" the middle-aged man snapped. "You're a doctor, but you have the gall to demand incentive from patients. People like you should die a thousand times over! So get out of here, or I'll make you!"

As he finished, the middle-aged man brought a broom, ready to hit Troy with it.

Troy was spooked and moved a couple of steps back in reflex while pointing at the middle-aged man and snapping, "Keep your hands to yourself! Also, stop trying to flex your muscles-I have some too!"

"How could you do this to me?! I'm here to help your father! People would scorn you if they find out about this!"

The middle-aged man smiled in wry amusement. "Could you quit trying to claim every merit you can reach? If I had to guess, I'd say that Dr. Layton was the one who brought that gentleman here, and it's none of your business at all-so leave, or I'll make you!"

man was not joking around, Troy turned to leave, but not without throwing shade at the middle-aged man. "People like you deserve to be

of your business. At least I have a clear conscience because I

to the middle-aged man. "He was demanding

"More than once, too!"

man told Laura everything, she sighed. "That's just disgusting, taking money when the lives of

People like him won't miss

toward Frank. "Mr. Frankton, may I trouble you to examine the old-timer? Whatever the case may

nodded and walked up to examine the

he worked, Laura's eyes could sparkle as she

Troy left, but the man

was right about him—that he had

He'd need medicine, though nothing at all expensive. Bring a pen

the middle-aged man left to get some paper, Frank had the old man sit and began to insert his acupoint