My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 137 Unmasking the Fraud

Charmaine’s sharp ears caught a faint but familiar sound in the background of the call.

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Before Freya could hang up, she raised her voice and shouted, “Mr. Emyr! I’m at the door! Get someone to open it for me, quick!”

The smile on Freya’s heavily made–up face grew twisted in frustration. “You!”

As expected, Emyr’s calm voice came through. “Let her in.”

Charmaine smirked and tilted her head at Freya, mimicking her earlier annoyed expression. “Ms. White, Mr. Emyr is asking for me.”

Freya ended the video call abruptly.

Seconds later, the lock on the front door clicked open. With an air of composure, Charmaine stepped. inside.

Nobody came to greet her, but that was fine. Back when Rex helped her pick out her apartment, he’d sent her the layout of this building, too. Relying on memory, she navigated her way through the turns and hallways until she reached the living room.

Everyone was gathered on the sofa.

Emyr sat calmly on one side, facing a figure on the other. Two servants stood at first, Charmaine couldn’t see the person’s face.

blocking her view, so

Emyr with a smile, standing beside him before

time, she was finally able

perched on top, leaving just their hands exposed. Age was obvious in those

appearance, even the gender

wry smile as she quipped, her tone dripping with playful sarcasm, “So this is the legendary Master Field, the nation’s top physician. Imagine being able to perform the traditional diagnostic techniques of observation, smell, inquiry, and touch while wearing

words immediately caught Emyr’s attention. His usually impassive face shifted slightly, his eyes narrowing as if trying to read between the lines of

set foot in the apartment, Freya had radiated displeasure. Now, after hearing Charmaine’s thinly veiled sarcasm, Freya couldn’t hold back any longer. Her sharp voice cut through the room, dripping with disdain. “Do you think you’re so great just because you know a little needle treatment? Master Field’s reputation

This young lady

toward Charmaine, his muilled voice sounding as if it

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it felt detached,

man isn’t Master Field. He’s

now it carried a glint of icy

know a little,

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conventional medicine, and often dismiss our nation’s thousands of years of medical heritage. The fact

self–assured superiority, seemingly unfazed by her earlier remarks. His tone painted him as a

it. Her fists clenched as she practically hissed, “Master Field, don’t let her fool you! She only knows a few parlor tricks which isn’t

nodded agreeably. “You’re absolutely right, Ms. White. I only know the basics. It’s probably just slightly better than the pain relief needle