Chapter 88

• Amelia didn’t notice the subtle tension in the room. Her long, thick eyelashes veiled the emotions beneath her eyes. It was Carl who broke the silence, his voice rougher than before. “So, how do you plan to open your clinic?”
• “Still in the planning stage.” Amelia smiled lightly, lifting her head. The mole beneath her eye was clearly visible. “My grandmother's wish is that everyone should be able to afford medical treatment, so a high profile isn’t suitable for now.”
• Carl gave a quiet "Mm," his mind shifting. He had originally intended to have James coordinate medical resources for her, but now he saw that the little doctor had her own plans and was likely not interested in his involvement.