Chapter 215: Chapter 215: She Seems to Be Called Aquarelle Vaughn
Moreover, the one offering such terms is the renowned Langdon Family. Who could resist such a temptation?
"Secretary Chaney, I suggest you go back and ask your second young master about the ’good deeds’ he has done." Ann Vaughn’s gaze turned cold, "I won’t be going to the Langdon Family, because from today on, the studio will not be receiving patients from the Langdon Family."
"You—" Secretary Chaney didn’t expect this woman to be so ungrateful, not even giving face to the Langdon Family!
But offending a trivial woman was no big deal; however, offending a healer who could raise the dead and heal bones was something even the deputy mayor would think twice about.
Especially since the healer in front of him was respected and admired by the major families in The Imperial Capital.
"I hope Dr. Vaughn will reconsider. The second young master’s actions have already been punished. Why not let everyone take a step back? It could lead to a peaceful resolution, right?"
Ann Vaughn chuckled lightly, somewhat nonchalant, "That’s what you think, not what I have in mind. Take care."
"..." This woman is impossible!
Even though Secretary Chaney was disgruntled, he didn’t dare to speak rudely to Ann Vaughn and could only leave with suppressed anger, planning to ask for further instructions later.
After Secretary Chaney left, Ann Vaughn stood up, stretched lazily, and opened the refrigerator to take out a box of her secret stash of ice cream.
Even though the weather had turned cooler, nothing could stand between her and her love for ice cream.
If she could visit Iceris, the famed ice cream city, once more, she...
"Mommy, you’re sneaking a bite again!"
A sweet, innocent voice suddenly broke Ann Vaughn’s delightful daydream, and the satisfied grin on her face froze. She promptly handed the ice cream to the little dumpling standing with her hands on her hips.
"How could mommy possibly sneak a bite? This was all prepared for Kenny. Mommy hasn’t taken a single bite!"
"Sneaking and not wiping your mouth, the ice cream is confiscated!" Kenny huffed lightly and took the ice cream from Ann Vaughn’s hand.
Ann Vaughn’s pretty face turned a bit bitter as she looked at Sherry with eyes full of complaint.
Sherry waved her hand dismissively, adopting a "not my concern" stance, and then asked, "That couple just now..."
"The adults are fine now, but the child was gone before she was even brought here."
"I guessed from the amount of blood that was the case. Ignorance kills." A flash of hatred crossed Sherry’s eyes.
Who could have imagined?
Ann Vaughn didn’t dwell on it any further, taking Kenny’s little hand and leading him out, "How was today at the kindergarten, did you have fun?"
"I had fun." Kenny nodded his little head, recalling something he had guessed and shared it with Ann Vaughn.
After listening, Ann Vaughn pondered for a moment before narrowing her eyes, "Dear, your guess makes a lot of sense. Mommy will remind that girl’s parents to pay more attention tomorrow."
"But the next time you discover something like this, make sure to tell the principal first, okay?"
"Mm! Mommy, don’t underestimate your precious child at home!"
Looking at Kenny’s obedient yet proud little face, Ann Vaughn’s heart melted completely.
If she hadn’t persisted back then, today’s situation might have been entirely different.
Thankfully.
She would certainly protect her little J.B. and never let anyone hurt him again.
But what Ann Vaughn didn’t know was that while she was thinking this, the little guy whose hand she was holding shared the exact same thought.
As evening approached, Ann Vaughn and Sherry set off to the Morgan Family as scheduled.
The last herbalist exchange meeting was hosted by the Morgan Family. Because Ann Vaughn didn’t attend last time, the Morgan Family had been contacting Sherry privately, hoping Ann Vaughn could attend this time.
Sherry had previously declined, citing that Ann Vaughn didn’t enjoy lively events, so the Morgan Family suggested hosting a small dinner party this time.
Feeling a bit guilty for missing the last event, Ann Vaughn couldn’t refuse the Morgan Family’s repeated warm invitations and finally agreed to go.
In the garden of the Morgan Family.
White cloth tables lined the grass, fine wine and delicious food, clusters of flowers, and a classical music band playing not far away, all meticulously arranged.
"Vivi, my brother’s already found the person you asked him to find last time," whispered Dawn Morgan outside the garden, "She seems to be among the guests my grandpa invited tonight, probably the most important one."
"Are you sure she’s coming? What’s her name then?"
"Of course, my grandpa is the president of The Herbalist Association. How many people truly earn his admiration?" Dawn Morgan thought for a moment, "I think her name is... Aquarelle Vaughn!"
"Aquarelle Vaughn?"
Though the surname is the same, the name is entirely different.
Bella Hawthorne was puzzled, hesitating a bit whether to tell her brother about this.
But if she guessed wrong and caused an unnecessary fuss, how would she clean it up later?
Better to wait and see.
Meanwhile.
Ann Vaughn handed the invitation to the Morgan Family’s security, then followed the directions with Sherry towards the garden.
"Why are you here? Who allowed you in?!"
Suddenly, a spoiled voice scolded from the side path, causing Ann Vaughn to pause.
She lifted her eyes to see Serena Morgan staring at her with eyes full of jealousy, her gaze slightly stunned, "And you are?"
Serena was taken aback, her face twisting with anger, "Elliot isn’t here, why are you pretending?! Also, the Morgan Family doesn’t welcome you, leave immediately!"
If this woman hadn’t seduced Elliot, he wouldn’t be avoiding her now!
Besides, this woman allegedly gave birth to Elliot’s child, utterly shameless!
"Oh, it’s you." Ann Vaughn finally realized it was one of Eli Sheridan’s rotten relationships and noted the faint familiarity in the situation.
Sherry wasn’t pleased with Serena’s words and immediately retorted, "Miss, did you eat all your manners? We’re not dogs, why are you barking at us?"
"You..."
"What you? Bark another word and I’ll rip your mouth apart." Sherry coldly sneered, escorting Ann Vaughn into the garden, "Ann, let’s go. Don’t mind this mad dog."
Dare anyone bully Ann Vaughn, Sherry won’t stand for it.
"Why argue with her." Ann Vaughn chuckled helplessly, turning away, not sparing Serena another thought.
Serena probably saw her as a rival in love; it seemed dining with Eli Sheridan wasn’t entirely futile.
Watching the two walk away, Serena was so furious she trembled all over, nearly stamping her feet and losing her composure.
How infuriating!
How could Elliot be interested in someone of her caliber!?
In the garden, nearly all the invited guests had arrived.
Ann Vaughn and Sherry arrived fashionably late, drawing nearly all eyes onto them.
More precisely, onto Sherry.