Under the Heiress' Facade

Camille took out a small bottle from her coat pocket and handed it to Aurora.

"This is a new special medication I formulated. A pill a day could help keep your baby healthy."

Aurora hesitated at the words "special medication". Word had it that Camille's special medication was dangerously addictive. It would have turned into a massive scandal had the Chimes not paid to cover up the rumors.

However, Aurora also heard that the rumors were started by someone jealous of Camille's success just before the special medication hit the market. There was no confirmation on either rumor just yet.

Aurora thought about her successful conception following Camille's treatment. To that end, Camille's medical skills spoke for themselves.

"Thank you, Camille. Once the baby is born, I want you to be its godmother," Aurora said after she snapped out of her daze.

"I think I'd prefer to be the baby's aunt," Camille countered jokingly, implying her desire to marry Bernard.

Aurora laughed.

"I'll keep my promise. Don't worry."

Camille took out an invitation from her other pocket and handed it to Aurora.

"Before I forget, I'm throwing a party this Sunday, and I'd love for you to attend. It'd be great if you could convince Mr. Killian to come, too." "Of course," Aurora said.

After seeing Aurora out, Camille returned to her office to find Julia and Wilson waiting for her.

"Camille, the patients have been directed to Youngworth Miracle Clinic," Julia informed.

"Good."

Camille added, "From now on, refer any patient with similar symptoms to Dr. Miracle's clinic. She's a respectable senior of mine, and I bet her newly opened clinic could use the business.

"A large space like that must come with a hefty rental, and I wouldn't want a fellow doctor to struggle with paying it. I should help her in whatever way I can."

Julia gave Camille a look of admiration.

"I understand, Camille. You're a kind person.

Wilson agreed, "Despite being rivals, you've never seen Dr. Miracle and Hera as your competitors. Instead, you choose to help them by directing business to their establishment. You're practically a saint!"

"It's too bad they don't appreciate your good deeds. Hera even tried to seduce Mr. Killian even though she knew you two were engaged!" Julia grumbled.

Camille smiled.

"All right. That's enough. We're all doctors and aim to help the sick and injured. There's no need to antagonize her for matters outside of our profession."

Julia nodded. She knew she had made the right choice in working for Camille.

Wilson nodded as well. He was determined to stay on Camille's good side, knowing that the Chime family would prosper with her at the helm. "So, are we inviting the Youngworths to the party this Sunday?" Julia asked.

Camille nodded.

"Of course."

She planned to announce the launch

of the special medication at the

party on Sunday as well as her engagement to Bernard. She wanted Hera there to show the latter just how different they were.

Meanwhile, Hera was gaming in the armchair at Youngworth Miracle Clinic. She had been waiting for Camille's lackeys to show up the entire day, and they finally did in the evening.

"Is Dr. Miracle around?" Julia asked as soon as she stepped into the hall.

"Oh, you're here. Just put the invitation down and leave," Hera said plainly without looking up from her video game.

Julia had felt odd from the moment she spotted Nicholas and his ruffians outside the clinic. Now, she felt even more uneasy after hearing Hera's words.

She wondered how Hera knew she had come to deliver the invitation.

She dismissed all her doubts when she noticed the empty waiting hall. Camille was right. Youngworth e Miracle Clinic peaked during its first few weeks of opening, but business was slow now that the public had stopped raving about it. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

At any rate, they must be waiting for Camille to step in and help them.

Julia sneered, "I bet this ratty clinic would have closed down if Camille hadn't referred all those patients here."

Hera looked up at her.

"Oh, so you admit that you referred those problematic patients here?"

"Be grateful that we did," Julia said scornfully, tossing the invitation card on the table and leaving.

Hera glanced at the invitation card and smirked. Camille had made her bed, and it was time to make her lie in it.