Xo Novel
Chapter 52
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However, the banquet venue was different from the previous time. Instead of the city center, the venue was at the Westland’s villa.
Wynter wasn’t riding her BMW Tomahawk. After loading the first aid kit and invitation card, she took a taxi.
Vaguely, she thought that she was hallucinating as this invitation card seemed to be different from before. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Getting into the taxi, she was still deep in thought.
The driver was surprised when he heard about her destination. “Ordinary people can’t visit the Caesar Hotel in Westland. I heard that all the big shots are going there today. Young
lady, are you…”
“I’m going to socialize.” Wynter smiled slightly.
The driver chuckled, “As I guessed. How could a young lady like you have the ability to
treat patients?”
She just smiled and said nothing.
The Caesar Hotel was divided into grades. The one in Southdale city center was open to
the public.
The one in Westland was Rose Manor, which integrated golf, shooting, horseback riding, and other high–end sports talks. It covered a large area located in the forest.
As for the Yarwoods‘ private club, it mainly focused on providing top–notch service. Ordinary people couldn’t enter without an invitation.
The invitation card was the only ticket. Renowned doctors who received the invitation card all brought their apprentices or assistants, who were rigorous and academic.
The top four most prestigious families–the Gibsons, the Lopezes, the Youngs, and the Shepherds were there. They all greeted each other, bringing along their juniors.
Those without prestigious family backgrounds sat awkwardly aside, communicating in low. voices. Entourage members without medical skills, such as Wanda, would enter the
antehall.
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She observed the manor with greed. “Wow, it’s so beautiful and luxurious!”
As she said that, she turned toward Hilda. “Thanks to you that Yve and I can come here!”
“You’re welcome.” It was Hilda’s first time here. But she pretended to be used to this kind
of venue.
“Wanda, don’t make such a fuss again when you get inside.”
Wanda nodded. “I understand.”
All the guests were celebrities, so she had to pay attention to her behavior. Although the Yates family was wealthy, it was nothing compared to others.
Yvette stood next to them, looking around. Although she didn’t speak, her heartbeat
quickened as she couldn’t wait to meet the rumored Mr. Yarwood.
After waiting a long time, everyone couldn’t help but feel curious as the banquet hadn’t
started yet.
“It’s almost time. Why haven’t we seen the Yarwoods yet?”
“Is it possible that they’re waiting for someone important?”
Luke sneered, “Who is worth the Yarwoods waiting for?”
He thought they were ignorant, especially those who didn’t have strong family
backgrounds.
Meanwhile, Theo Yarwood was in the manor’s study. He was dressed in a vintage suit, fl*pping a coin. White hair slightly covered his deep eyebrows, and a hint of cheerfulness.
revealed from his righteous eyes.
“Grandpa, it’s getting late.”
Lydia Yarwood, the eldest granddaughter of the Yarwoods, reminded, “It’s not good to keep our guests waiting.”
He took a sip of tea leisurely and said, “Why are you so anxious? There are still guests who
have not arrived.”
She guessed, “Are you waiting for Dr. Miracle?”
“No.” Theo put down the teacup.
Lydia wanted to ask more. But she saw that he had put on the external headset again and
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looked at the hall full of interest.
She was curious. Who could make him pay so much attention?
In fact, Theo was paying attention to Dr. Genius. Since Ethan told him that his most precious grandson’s appetite had improved, he looked forward to meeting Dr. Genius, whom Ethan mentioned as having extraordinary medical skills.
If that brat Dalton hadn’t stopped him, he would have sent someone to inquire about that genius doctor. Otherwise, he wouldn’t need to observe the guests in secret. It looked so
embarrassing.
Fortunately, he held this medical seminar, and Dr. Genius would also be there.
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