Chapter 147: Chapter 147: Silicone Magic Steals the Spotlight?
The jade token is still in the handbag.
"No worries, I’ll get it for you. Wait here for a moment." Sutton Jennings smiled faintly, led Ann Vaughn aside to wait, and then turned to walk toward the parking lot.
Ann Vaughn stood by the main entrance, watching flowers drift down from nowhere in the mid-air, and couldn’t help but frown.
Elder Saxon is no longer seeing people much these days, unless she uses her status as Mrs. Hawthorne, otherwise it would be difficult to even get a meeting, let alone a conversation.
But doing so might lead to Cyrus Hawthorne learning about this.
Before Ann Vaughn’s plan could fully form in her mind, she was abruptly bumped on the shoulder.
Ann Vaughn instinctively shielded her abdomen and quickly stabilized herself, her wary eyes lifted to look.
"Ann Vaughn, what do you take the Saxon Family for? You dare come without an invitation? Trying to lure some man to take you in, aren’t you?"
Tanya Usher, with a glamorous makeup and designer dress, stood with arms crossed, sneering at the sight of Ann Vaughn with nothing in her hands.
As if entirely forgetting how she had fled Aurelia in panic back then.
Before Ann Vaughn could speak, Tanya Usher raised her voice again, "I think the ladies here better keep an eye on their men, or you’ll have them taken to bed with a single careless move."
As these words fell, the surrounding people, especially the women, turned to look at Ann Vaughn. Upon seeing her visage clearly, their gazes became wary and disdainful.
Not even holding an invitation, who gave her the confidence to think she could walk in with just her face?
Initially thinking Ann Vaughn was some heiress or a companion of a major figure, the men’s gazes became bold and openly scrutinizing toward Ann Vaughn.
Just like examining a readily available object.
"What, not speaking? Feeling guilty because I hit the nail on the head?" Tanya Usher raised her chin, watching Ann Vaughn’s silence, finally feeling smug.
The humiliation she had suffered in Aurelia, she was determined to make Ann Vaughn endure it all today!
So she rides a man’s coattails to climb up, but who knows what those two imposing figures, clearly not to be trifled with, saw in Ann Vaughn that caught their eye.
Thinking this, Tanya Usher felt a pang of envy, "Shameless vixen, isn’t it all about impressive bedroom skills—"
Smack!
A crisp sound rudely interrupted Tanya Usher’s bitter speech, her face hit so hard it turned to the side, indicating how painful it must have been.
Ann Vaughn’s bright eyes lifted slightly, calmly watching the astonishment and humiliation flash across Tanya Usher’s face, then slowly wiping her fingers on the chiffon from her arm.
As if wiping off some dirt.
"You!"
"Tanya Usher, even the ancients knew to look at people anew after a few days; how come you’re still so foolish, treating me as that once easily bullied weakling?" Ann Vaughn’s voice was calm, with little fluctuation, her gaze falling on Tanya Usher’s chest, she chuckled lightly.
"Attending someone’s engagement party and still boosting your bust specially, what, are you trying to outshine everyone with silicone?"
"Ha!"
Someone couldn’t help but laugh, followed by a wave of mocking laughter.
Tanya Usher’s face turned green and white, almost wishing she could die of shame and fury, pointing at Ann Vaughn with a trembling hand, "You smear me with baseless accusations, claiming I’m... fake. What evidence do you have!"
"I say you’re the fake! Standing here without an invitation, trying to sneak into the Saxon Family, aren’t you? Why aren’t the Saxon Family’s security doing something?!"
The commotion here was becoming quite significant, attracting the attention of the Saxon Family’s butler, who quickly brought people over to check on it.
"Ladies, may I ask you to present your invitations, please."
Tanya Usher couldn’t wait to drive Ann Vaughn away to prevent more hateful words, quickly taking out her own invitation from her bag.
After verifying it, the butler returned the invitation to Tanya Usher, then looked at Ann Vaughn, "And this young lady..."
This put Ann Vaughn in a bit of a bind; the invitation was with Sutton Jennings, which made her wrinkle her brows slightly in hesitation, "My friend went to get it, he’ll be here soon, could you..."
"Ha, I knew she was up to no good, still making excuses!" Tanya Usher interrupted Ann Vaughn with a cold laugh, then told the butler, "I know this woman, if you let her in, she’ll surely cause trouble!"
Ann Vaughn pursed her red lips, indeed gaining a fair acknowledgment of Tanya Usher’s skill in making unreasonable trouble.
The butler hadn’t seen Ann Vaughn before, and with her lacking an invitation and coming alone, combined with Tanya Usher’s words,
he looked at Ann Vaughn with some dislike and caution.
"You guys, escort this lady out..."
Before the butler finished, a booming voice interjected: "Who said my old man’s savior is here to cause trouble?"
This familiar voice...
The butler was startled, and upon turning, saw the imposing face of Old Master Church, hurriedly saying, "It’s Old Master Church, we were really oblivious, not knowing this lady was brought by Old Master Church."
"Indeed oblivious." Old Master Church gave no face to the butler, snorted coldly, and when he looked at Ann Vaughn, became extremely kind, beckoning, "Girl, come to grandpa."
Ann Vaughn naturally remembered Old Master Church, and at his words, she walked over, subconsciously checking his pulse.
"Your illness needs good care, absolutely no smoking or alcohol, and spicy food should also be minimized." Ann Vaughn withdrew her hand, frowning.
Old Master Church hadn’t spoken yet, behind him, Martin Eustace was filled with regret, "Master, when did you touch those things, why didn’t I know?!"
"Hehehe," Old Master Church chuckled dryly twice, looked at Ann Vaughn with some appreciation, "Really can’t hide anything from you, girl, diagnosing everything with just a pulse."
"Old Master Church, for your health’s sake, it’s better not to touch those again."
Only having met once, but as a doctor she couldn’t help but say something when seeing a patient make mistakes.
Really treating health care too lightly.
"Rest assured, I will be more careful with Master Church’s diet in the future." Unlike the suspicion and precaution at their first meeting, Martin Eustace was now very respectful toward Ann Vaughn.
——Anyone who sees a former stroke patient improving since Ann Vaughn’s acupuncture would act the same as him.
This is a Divine Doctor saving lives at critical moments.
Tanya Usher and the butler, watching this scene unfold, almost dared not breathe.
Old Master Church is a state-level figure, not ordinary, one that can only be treated with utmost respect.
Darn, who would have thought this woman without an invitation was actually Old Master Church’s savior?!