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Elliot texted, “Whoa! White–Coat Deity has finally shown up! Looks like Madame Lee’s charm is unbeatable!”
Mason responded, “I noticed this a long time ago. Out of everyone here, White–Coat Deity only gives Madame Lee the slightest bit
of respect.‘
Coach Ryan commented, “They love taking jabs at each other.”
Louis knew exactly what they were implying.
He stared at his phone and smirked.
“Feeling left out because we only mess with each other?”
Coach Ryan replied, “No, no. You and Madame Lee can keep at it.”
Adora lounged on her bed, holding her phone.
Seeing White–Coat Deity join the chat, she couldn’t help but smile.
“So, White–Coat Deity, did you really lose two hundred thousand dollars in the past three years?”
Miles commented, “Lol, Madame Lee, you really go straight for the sore spots!”
Louis glanced at his phone and let out a cold chuckle. “Thanks to your kind wishes, I only had a minor loss of 40%.”
Mason wrote, “Wow, the usually aloof White–Coat Deity is actually cracking jokes now. Hahahaha!”
Elliot replied, “Haha, the bickering duo is at it again. Time to grab a seat and enjoy the show.”
White–Coat Deity responded, “Keep talking, and I’m leaving the group.”
Elliot apologized, “Sorry, I won’t say another word.”
Adora stared at White–Coat Deity’s message, her face full of disdain.
Ha! Was he seriously offended?
What kind of narcissist names themselves White–Coat Deity?
People often desire what they lack the most.
In reality, the only doctor she had ever known personally was Louis.
And to be fair, his looks and demeanor were indeed impressive.
For one, he was young.
Secondly, he was the third son of the Walker family’s patriarch.
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Work was just a pastime for him.
With no real pressure and the luxury of self–care, it was no surprise he carried himself better than the average person.
Adora scoffed at the thought of the man on the other end of the chat.
She believed he was probably some middle–aged guy who looked down on her.
The thought amused her, but it also drained any interest in continuing the conversation.
Besides, her doctor had advised her to rest well and maintain a healthy routine.
She shut off her phone and went to sleep.
On the other end, Louis arrived at the restaurant, ready for dinner, and didn’t bother continuing the conversation either.
A message popped up on his messenger app.
Louis glanced at his phone and saw that the message was from the same investor as before–Zachary Miles, known as Miles in their Market Gods group chat.
Miles texted, “Dr. Walker, do you think Madame Lee felt insulted by your comment earlier? She went quiet right after you sent
it.”
Louis scoffed and replied, “You think she’s some young girl? Anyone who can call herself ‘Madame‘ and knows the stock market this well has to be at least in her forties or fifties.
“You guys should know when to hold back with your jokes.”
Miles responded, “That’s true. It’s just Elliot and Mason–they love playing matchmaker for no reason.”
The next morning, Adora was up early as usual.
Taking advantage of the cooler weather, she went out for a half–hour workout.
Her doctor warned her that her malnutrition was severe, so she needed to rebuild her strength gradually–pushing too hard all at
once wouldn’t be good for her.
On her way back, she saw two cars leaving the estate one after the other.
One belonged to Theodore. The other was Peter’s.
Both men noticed her, but neither rolled down their windows to say hello.
Adora didn’t care and headed straight into the house.
Inside, Lilian and Ruby were still having breakfast.
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The moment Ruby saw her, she rolled her eyes.
Lilian’s expression was cold, and she didn’t acknowledge her eldest daughter’s presence.
Clearly, the whole family was still furious over last night’s “dog poop incident.”
They treated her like she didn’t exist.
Adora shamelessly walked up to the dining table without a care and grabbed a basket of bread to eat.
Lilian and Ruby instantly jumped to their feet, putting distance between themselves and her.
Adora chuckled. “Relax, it’s not airborne.”
Ruby gritted her teeth. “Didn’t you say you weren’t sick?”
“You guys were the ones saying I was,” Adora replied, biting into a bread.
She shot them a teasing smile.
“Even if I had HIV, it wouldn’t spread through the air. Wasn’t it your fiancé’s uncle who told you that himself?”
Lilian seethed with anger and snapped, “Adora, your brother’s girlfriend is coming over for dinner tonight. You’d better behave yourself and not offend her. Don’t ruin his future.”
Adora raised a brow, surprised. “Brother’s getting married?”
Lilian pressed her lips together, unwilling to elaborate.
She only repeated her warning, “You’d best stay in your room and not come out. You’ll scare her off.”
Adora said nothing and continued eating her breakfast.
Just then, the sound of a car echoed from the courtyard.
Moments later, Mary approached, keeping her distance.
“Madam, Miss Shaw is here to see Miss
Adora.”
