Mandy snapped back to reality, vigorously shaking her head. "No, my mom hasn't been taking any other medications." She thought she was going out of her mind. If the doctors were at their wits' end, where on earth did that brat get her hands on a cure?
The doctor, hearing this, quipped with a chuckle, "Well, that's quite the miracle, isn't it?"
Mandy managed a weak smile, her mind already set on getting a full check-up for Catherine once they got her back to Ashford.
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By the time Mirabella reached Ashford, it was 10 p.m. She stepped off the plane, and her phone immediately flooded with a barrage of texts and Messenger alerts. Before she could even glance at them, her phone started to ring. It’s an unknown number.
Her finger hesitated for a moment before she pressed the answer button, and a young, unfamiliar male voice came through. The caller was none other than Emmitt, her blood brother.
Although Mirabella was a bit surprised that Emmitt would be at the airport, she quickly remembered sending a message to her grandmother, Catherine, before boarding. Without much inquiry, she replied casually, "I'll be out in five minutes."
After hanging up, Mirabella slid her phone into her pocket nonchalantly and followed the airport signs towards baggage claim. She breezed through the exit with her luggage in tow. Her gaze scanned the crowd waiting at the arrivals hall. Her eyes finally locked onto a tall, young man who was busy on the phone.
Adjusting the strap of her backpack, Mirabella made her way toward him, pulling her suitcase behind her.
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