Chapter 263


Chapter 263:

After a quick examination, Khloe diagnosed Charlotte with a simple cold, something that could easily be treated with an IV, so there was no need to go to a larger hospital.

Once Charlotte was settled in at the clinic, a loud commotion suddenly erupted outside. Khloe asked Gloria to stay with Charlotte and went outside to investigate the noise. She saw a middle-aged woman dragging a young girl to the floor, crying uncontrollably.

The most alarming sight was that the woman was holding a knife, aimed at the girl’s neck.

Khloe’s heart raced. Without hesitation, she rushed forward, her reflexes lightning-fast. The woman’s hand was already poised to strike, the knife inches from the young girl’s neck. Khloe quickly grabbed the woman’s wrist and twisted it, wrenching the knife from her grasp.

The woman was momentarily stunned by Khloe’s actions, but soon tears overwhelmed her as she sobbed. “Leave me alone! Just let me die!”

girl, crying in distress, clung tightly to

with conviction. “There’s always a way

crying out, “My daughter’s face is destroyed. No one

young girl beside the woman. Her head was lowered, her long hair tangled and hiding most of her face. Despite her attempt to conceal it, the horrific scars on her

nostrils were misshapen, one much larger than the other, creating a jarring imbalance. It was as though the nose had been maliciously damaged—like a sculpture ruined beyond

This was clearly a botched rhinoplasty, but it wasn’t just a simple surgical error. The

Khloe’s gaze, the girl hastily shielded her nose with

then, the clinic’s head, an elderly doctor, approached and snapped, “Your daughter’s condition can’t be treated here! Stop causing a scene and leave. If you want to die, do it somewhere else. Don’t bring

doctor. “A true healer’s heart should be filled with

presence, quickly recovered and shot back defiantly, “Who are you to tell me how to talk? How dare you lecture me? These poor people can’t pay for treatment and

blend of despair and fury. “We never meant to cause trouble; we’re just out of options.

mother, her body shaking like a fragile leaf. Her eyes were wide with fear and helplessness, the disfigured

cutting off the old doctor’s

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