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The maid who had brought Yunice inst night looked stunned, “She knocked at the door in the middle of the night bsaying /bshe bwas /bhere to treat Madam Johnson. I thought Mr. Wyatt had called her, bso /bI let her in…”

Only now did the maid realize she’d likely made a mistake. But if Yunice hadn’t been invited–bhow /bdid she show up at just the right time to save the old woman?

As this question lingered. Yunice–nodding off–suddenly jerked forward and snapped awake.

Groggy, she opened her eyes and instinctively reached for the notebook bthat /bhad fallen at her feet. As she looked up, she realized several pairs of eyes were locked onto her.

Like she was something foreign, something unwee.

Staring back at them. Yunice quietly picked up her notebook, got to her feetb, /band bwalked /bto the bedside with an obedient look on her face. “bMadam/b, are you feeling bany /bdifort?”

Madam bJohnson /blooked her up and down, her eyes narrowing. Yunice had the vague sense the old woman was sizing her up with something close to hostility.

Sure enough, Madam Johnson frowned. “Do I know byou/b??

“No, ma’am. But byou /bknew my father–Will. He treated you five years ago.”

The old woman remembered. Years ago, she’d suffered unbearable headaches and no doctor could help. It had been Will who bfinally /bcured her.

“He passed away, didn’t he?”

“Yes. But before he died, he asked me to finish the treatments he couldn’tplete. A few days ago, I went through his notes again and realized byour /bsymptoms would be ring up soon. That’s why I camest nightb./b”

At her words, not only did Madam Johnson’s face stiffen–even the maids bgave /bYunice looks of tant disbelief.

That was a stretch. Her father had been dead five years–what, had he sent her a message from the bafterlife/bb? /b

Plenty of people tried to cozy up to Madam bJohnson/b. But none had evere up with something this far–fetched.

Yunice remainedposed. “Madam, if you recall, my father once said youkcondition couldn’t be cured in a single

youk treatment. It would need to be reassessed in five years.”

Wyatt beyed /bYunice, trying to assess whether she was putting on another act.

After all–she did have ba /bbhistory/b.

Madam Johnson’s gaze wavered slightly. It was hard to remember exactly what Will had said back then. Once her symptoms were gone, who paid attention to follow–up warnings?

bWyatt/b, though, caught on to something. “So you’re saying this illness wille back?”

Yunice replied without hesitation. “It will. And it’ll be worse than before.”

Wyatt frowned, his expression bturning /bgrim.

But bMadam /bJohnson waved her hand, clearly impatient. “Yuna, pay Ms. bSauriders /bfor her visit. Let bher /bgo home and rest.”

Her face bwas /bcold. It was obvious she didn’t like Yunice.

“bMadam/b, Yunice tried to breason /bwith her. I’m not exaggerating. Your bcondition /bhasn’t been fully resolved-

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At this point, Yunice could no longer insist on staying. She simply nodded and followed the maid–Yuna–out.

As they walked. Yunice asked softly, “Miss, if you don’t mind me asking… What did I do to offend the Madamb?/b”

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She remembered visiting this house as a child with her father. Madam Johnson had been so kind to her then–she’d even given her a small gift. Why the sudden change?

Yuna had no real answer. “I don’t know either. Madam’s usually in a great mood. Maybe you were just unlucky today.”

As she stepped out of the Johnson residence, Yunice paused band /badded, “Here’s my contact info. If there’s any need, feel free

to reach out.”

Even though Madam Johnson had clearly disliked her, Yuna had seen Yunice work through a terrifying night and felt a certain admiration. She epted the note.

But when she nced at it, she looked puzzled. Most people gave a phone number–but Yunice had written an email address.

Yunice didn’t bhead /bstraight home. Instead, she walked slowly along the street, still troubled.

chly to her?

Why had bMadam /bJohnson reacted so harshly to

Could it be because she had rejected the arranged marriage with the Johnson family’s grandson? Was the Madam simply taking offense on his behalf?

But ording to what she’d heard, Madam Johnson didn’t get along with her son’s family at all. Evenst night, when the woman was deathly ill, not a single member of the Johnsons had shown up. Wyatt had been the only one who truly cared.

So what was Wyatt’s connection to Madam Johnson?

Yunice was still deep in bthought /bwhen a startled voice called out nearby-“Hey, watch bout/b!”

Someone bumped into her. Her grip loosened, and her bag tumbled to the ground.