Chapter 95 They Were Acquainted

• "Clinic of Empathy?" It sounded familiar to Carl. That's where we had a massage; the young gangster remembered him. Wynter furrowed his brow. What a serendipitous event! You are one of our regular clients. Carl was in disbelief. "But isn't the masseuse just an elderly woman?" Wynter remained unmoved. "You're accurate. My grandmother is like that. Just a foot massage was provided. location back then. It will function as a traditional medicine clinic starting tomorrow. Without even checking the consumers' backgrounds, you came to intimidate us. That's intriguing. Carl reddened slightly. We merely want to make ends meet. Miss, though, don't worry. We're not going to do this again.
• Wynter arched an eyebrow as she picked up the black bag from the side. Give me a call, boss. Carl was perplexed. "What?" The young man with white hair was quick to answer, even though he wasn't very adept at judging people. "Dog." "Please arrive at work promptly tomorrow." Wynter waved them away, satisfied. "At this point, you are free to leave. Keep out of sight of the residents of Waterview Alley. Yet Wynter arrived too late. to convey that to them. Susan, on the other hand, was traveling to her evening shift on her scooter. She ran into some strong males right then and there, just around the corner. They chilled her to the bone.
• "Wyn... Wynter, you know it's late. Why haven't you left for home yet? Susan moved toward Wynter. Pulling herself together, she took a quick look at Carl. "Your matriarch, should she not see you at home, she might call the cops! It's obvious that she stated that to frighten these "gangsters" off. Wynter, though, grinned. Aunt Susan, don't worry. I'm just chatting with a few pals. Susan took a big swallow. "Comrades?" The individuals Wynter had been seeing lately were peculiar.