Chapter 382 A Million Per Treatment!
- Laurel's face tightened slightly, but as soon as she remembered that Isabel was the Miracle Healer's disciple, she dismissed her thoughts about an apology.
- The fruit plate still had a few untouched pieces when the doorbell rang.
- Isabel, casually munching on some orange slices, glanced over at the door. Her eyebrows rose slightly, and a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes.