Chapter 702: Chapter 702: Public Announcement
Seeing Ann Vaughn’s face looking a bit awkward, Miya Yates laughed and said, "I know I’ve caused you disturbances in the past because I targeted Young Madam for Dragon, but for the sake of last night, I hope you can understand."
"Dragon... Cian?" Ann Vaughn’s bright eyes showed a trace of confusion, "You targeted me in the past because of Dragon?"
Not because of Cyrus Hawthorne?
Miya Yates openly admitted, "Before I understood my own heart, I always thought I liked the Family Head, until Dragon appeared, then I realized that admiration and love are two different things."
"I’m not afraid of Young Madam laughing at me, the reason I targeted you was also because of that incident at Eland when Dragon almost lost control and ran into you." Miya Yates lowered her eyes sadly, "I’ve known him for so long, and never knew he could act so crazily."
"I was afraid he cared about you, even more afraid you’d catch his interest... Even though I didn’t know then that I had already fallen for him, I couldn’t help but want to make trouble for you, and besides... I thought the Family Head and you were just playing around, so I didn’t see you as the true mistress, until last night... I’m sorry for the trouble I’ve caused you."
So Miya Yates actually likes Dragon!?
What’s going on with this...?
Ann Vaughn blinked her eyes in bewilderment, looking at Miya Yates’s conflicted and disappointed expression somewhat in disbelief.
She had made that expression before.
Just suddenly hearing an answer completely different from what she imagined left Ann Vaughn’s mind a little dazed.
Dragon had always been Cyrus’s shadow. Although he never appeared, as long as Cyrus was present, his presence was inevitable.
So Miya Yates targeted her in the past and insinuated things because she misunderstood Dragon’s collision with her, assuming he cared, in addition to being dissatisfied with her being Young Madam Hawthorne?
"Why are you explaining all this to me?" Ann Vaughn asked, after digesting everything she heard, puzzled.
"The Family Head has already publicly announced your identity, henceforth you are the mistress of the Hawthorne Family." Miya Yates said seriously, "We should also pledge allegiance to you the same way we do to the Family Head."
Cyrus Hawthorne publicly announced her identity?
Yet didn’t he say nothing last night...?
Ann Vaughn furrowed her brows in confusion, only understanding the significance behind Cyrus Hawthorne deliberately pulling her back and kissing her left-hand fingers last night after seeing the news report on Miya Yates’s phone!
Did this man have to be so subtle?
Looking at the official announcement statement from Hawthorne Group released this morning, Ann Vaughn couldn’t help but cover her eyes, thus missing the cold glint that flickered in Miya Yates’s eyes.
When Ann Vaughn looked over, Miya was already wearing a sweet smile, showing no trace of emotion.
"By the way, Young Madam, there’s good news you might not know yet." Miya Yates smiled gracefully, "The young master should soon be able to undergo the bone marrow transplant surgery."
...
Suburban Hospital.
"Madam, you only have half an hour, please make the most of it and don’t put us in a difficult position." After the bodyguard reminded her, he led people out of the ward temporarily, leaving it to Laura Quinn.
Laura Quinn turned around, looking at the pale-faced man lying on the bed, and tenderly used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his forehead.
Aidan Keating glanced up at her stubbornly and turned his head away, "Didn’t you go back to enjoy life with your biological son? Why still care about me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Laura Quinn frowned in disapproval, "You’re the only person I can’t stop worrying about in this world."
Aidan Keating’s unpleasant expression improved slightly, then suddenly a sharp pain twisted internally, as if it was being split open, hurting intensely.
He only clutched the painful area but did not utter a sound.
Laura Quinn could tell it was his old ailment acting up again, touched his forehead, and hurriedly stood up, "I’ll call the doctor over!"
"No." Aidan Keating grabbed her sleeve, panting as he spoke, "The addiction to the flowers inside my body will resolve soon, and then I’ll take you to K Country to find him to cure the poison in your body."
Upon hearing his words, Laura Quinn’s eyes initially lit up but were soon replaced by complexity.
"The poison in my body has already been cured." Laura Quinn sighed, speaking with a hint of desolation.
Aidan Keating’s eyes flashed with joy, not noticing the wrong tone of Laura Quinn, letting go of the burden on his heart.
"When I leave here, I’ll definitely thank that person properly... By the way, what’s the name of the person who cured you?"
Laura Quinn looked complex, "She is called Ann Vaughn, she is my... half-daughter."
...
The J Country delegation had recently left S Country, before departing they asked The Imperial Capital Medical Research Institute to transfer the herbal medicine to Ann Vaughn and issued an apology statement, apologizing to Ann Vaughn.
But under the dual control of Cyrus Hawthorne and Kenny, Ann Vaughn’s match with J Country did not stir much influence domestically or internationally.
At least no one connected this match to the previous "resurrection" medicine incident.
But the public’s perception of Ann Vaughn’s medical skills was renewed once again, and more and more people went to the Vaughn Clinic for appointments and consultations.
Those who were ill sought treatment, while those who weren’t simply sought peace of mind.
Thanks to that livestream, Vaughn Clinic was almost overwhelmed by elderly people, eager to become as vigorous as the elder in the video.
The deep-seated disdain older people have for traditional medicine is even more ingrained than that of younger people, with differences in perception and generational gaps making it hard even after countless explanations, they stubbornly believe traditional medicine is feudal dregs.
Unless they see firsthand, feel firsthand, personally experience it, only then can this mindset be overturned.
Hence, this was an unexpected joy for Ann Vaughn.
In the afternoon, The Imperial Capital Medical Research Institute sent people to deliver the herbs, including several boxes not promised by J Country, clearly precious herbs paid for by the Institute.
"What happened with that elderly couple later?" After that day, Ann Vaughn didn’t follow up on the match’s aftermath, suddenly recalling it, she casually asked.
The person who was sent looked around and then whispered to Ann Vaughn, "They divorced, it was quite a scene. That elderly lady felt that she didn’t need the old man after becoming young again, and upon hearing how expensive it was to maintain youth, she threatened to take most of the old man’s assets."
Ann Vaughn never expected such an outcome.
"Doesn’t she know that without the medication, she wouldn’t have much time left to live?"
"She knows, but that’s exactly why she threatened the old man that way. She argued that the old man, with his complete body and in much better condition than hers, owed her, and should compensate her. The old man was heartbroken and stopped visiting the hospital after completing the divorce paperwork."