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Chapter 139 The Needle’s Deception.

At that moment, Charmaine’s phone buzzed twice.

She picked it up and saw that Micah had replied to her message.

I’m at my master’s place. C

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scolded for two hours. Both masters are now looking for me. Don’t you guys

want to contact each other directly to build a relationship?”

Charmaine’s eyes flickered for a moment before she quickly typed a reply on her phone.

“Basil” tried to sound wise. “I have my principles. If Mr. Emyr isn’t satisfied with the price, then I’ll have no choice but to leave.

He rose again, and Freya glanced at Emyr worriedly.

Emyr’s expression was unfathomable. After a brief silence, he spoke up, trying to retain him. “I can agree to Master Field’s conditions, but I have one condition too.”

“Why wait for a better day when today’s good enough? Master Field, let’s begin with the first treatment now,” Since the person was already here, Emyr didn’t want to delay any further.

“Basil” raised an eyebrow. “Young man, this illness has been with you for a while. It won’t be fixed in just one or two sessions. You can’t rush these things.”

Then, “Basil” switched tactics. “I’ll accommodate you. I can give you a basic treatment with just three needles. Consider this as your treatment, but you’ll need to pay for those three needles.”

hand. Tad took out a check and handed it over to

his pen, swiftly scribbled down an amount, tore off the check, and passed it to

million dollars. It

the check that Tad had

truly are a straightforward person. No time to waste, shall we begin now?”

“Please, Master Field.”

Emyr, pulling out a golden needle wrapped in fine

fingers and

wrist, his fingers pressing on a certain point,

brow furrowed sharply,

couldn’t believe her

Goodness!

Needle’s

into his arm!

Impressive!

a pure fraud, making Emyr out

the treatment supposed to be for his leg?

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a calm, commanding tone. “Don’t interrupt me while I’m performing the treatment. Freya immediately

finished the remaining two. All three

and then “Basil” asked, “Do

his eyebrows. “Nothing.”

Your leg… it’s severely injured. No wonder no one’s been able

hit a spot on Emyr’s knee, and the

shock. “It moved! It moved! Emyr, you can move your leg!”

with excitement. “Mr. Emyr,

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