The Luckiest Dumb Doctor - Chapter 213

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“It’s impossible. Dreamscape Garden is being renovated; how could there be no problems at all? Even if there are no deaths, there must be some injured workers, right?”

Cindy Harrison’s face was full of disbelief as she blankly said, “Who exactly bought Dreamscape Garden?”

“It’s still unclear. All I know is that the buyer’s last name is Gao,” Judy Lampe said.

Cindy Harrison frowned and said, “If Dreamscape Garden opens for business as usual, then our plan to open a branch might face obstacles.”

“Yes!”

Judy Lampe also looked worried. She had a stake in the shop and was naturally happy about opening a branch, which meant she could make more money.

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Both of them fell into deep thought, and no one spoke.

The office quieted down.

After a while, Judy Lampe’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, “Cindy, what if we bought Dreamscape Garden?”

“Buy it?”

“Yes. They must have hired a capable person to resolve the issues. Otherwise, how could there have been no noise or trouble during all these days of renovation?”

A flash of greed passed through Judy Lampe’s eyes as she excitedly said, “If we buy it now, we’re sure to get it for a bargain.”

“That’s true…”

Cindy Harrison was moved by the idea but then hesitated and said, “Would they sell it to us?”

Judy Lampe gave her a reproachful glance and said, “You silly girl, in a while, you’ll be marrying Ethan Locke. Once you’re married, you’ll be the young mistress of the Locke family.

When Ethan takes charge, you’ll be the lady of the Locke family. You need to start acting like one. Otherwise, how will you manage the Locke family’s affairs in the future?”

“You mean to pressure them with the Locke family’s influence?”

“Exactly.”

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Judy Lampe smiled and said, “As the saying goes, ‘Power unused is power wasted.’ If you don’t start acting like the lady of the house now, who will listen to you after you’ve entered the Locke family?”

“Hmm, that makes sense.”

Cindy Harrison thought that if she could take over Dreamscape Garden, her private kitchen business could reach new heights.

By then, she could make more money, and even if she didn’t marry into the Locke family, she wouldn’t have to worry about food and drink.

Worst case, once she had money, she could just marry a decent man.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and said somewhat eagerly, “Aunt, shall we go now?”

“Yes, it’s about time for work. Let’s go over and talk. If we can’t come to an agreement, we’ll bring up the Locke family.”

“Okay.”

Without another word, the two of them drove off to Dreamscape Garden.

Apart from renovating the pond and the hidden channels, the middle section’s corridor in Dreamscape Garden was also being refurbished.

Today was the day for raising the corridor beams, and Greg Jensen had also driven over.

As there were no other places in the renovation project of Dreamscape Garden that required the raising of beams,

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All the Dreamscape Garden employees, including Greg Jensen, had changed into a new set of work clothes to help lift the beams, hoping it would bring good luck.

When Cindy Harrison and Judy Lampe arrived, Greg Jensen had just come down from the ladder.

Seeing Cindy, his heart couldn’t help but tremble.

Although so much time had passed, the arrival of this woman still managed to dampen his spirits.

Memories of the past, like a movie, kept flashing before his eyes.

The resolute manner in which Cindy had left was like a knife stabbing Greg’s heart, causing it to spasm.

He clutched his chest, took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to steady himself.

When he looked up, the woman was also looking over.

Their eyes met, and Cindy was instantly dumbstruck, her face full of disbelief as she stuttered, “Greg? You… what are you doing here?”

“What’s it to you where I am?” Greg Jensen said coldly.

Cindy Harrison’s expression changed slightly, but she quickly recovered, laughing coldly, “I heard you turned into an idiot later on? Doesn’t seem like there’s anything wrong with you now.”

She sized up Greg Jensen and sneered, “Are you working here? Lucky for me I didn’t end up with you—otherwise, I might have had to slog away on a construction site too.”

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Greg Jensen’s face was as still as water, the feeling of loss in his heart gradually receding and slowly turning into towering rage.

He remembered very clearly that this woman had not only betrayed him but had also shouted “Hit him harder, so he won’t bother me later” while standing by.

Consequently, Ethan Locke took his cronies and beat Greg Jensen into unconsciousness, after which he woke up to become an idiot, muddling through nearly two years of his life.

If it weren’t for accidentally obtaining the Immortal Cultivation Method, he might still have been that ridiculed fool.

All of this he owed to Cindy Harrison!

Greg Jensen looked at Cindy Harrison coldly, clenching his fists tight before slowly unclenching them.

Killing her now would be letting her off too easily.

I want to make her lose everything, just like I did, falling from the heights of the clouds to the dust!

He took a deep breath and then began to laugh, contemptuously saying, “Looks like you’re doing quite well for yourself now.

How is it? Is spending the money you got for betraying yourself comfortable?”

“You…”

Cindy Harrison’s face immediately darkened as she angrily said, “Greg Jensen, do you still not recognize your own status? Do you believe I could get you fired with just one phone call? What airs are you putting on, you lowly worker?”

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“Haha, go ahead, I really want to be unemployed.”

Greg Jensen mocked her, “Come on, hurry up and call!”

“I don’t have the time to deal with you right now; wait till I’m done with my business.”

Cindy Harrison was so angry her face turned steely, but dealing with her business was a priority. She snorted coldly and then turned to the others, asking, “Who’s the boss of Dreamscape Garden? I have a business deal to discuss with him.”

Everyone exchanged glances, all looking toward Greg Jensen.

Cindy Harrison frowned and asked, “Where’s your boss?”

Before Greg Jensen could speak, Kingsley Harrison stepped forward, frowning, “I’m the manager of Dreamscape Garden; you can talk to me about it.”

“Hello, my name is Cindy Harrison, and I’m the owner of Harrison’s Private Kitchen. Here’s my business card.”

Cindy Harrison switched to a more courteous demeanor, smiling obsequiously as she handed over her business card.

“May I ask your esteemed surname?”

“My surname is Harrison.”

Kingsley Harrison took the business card and looked at it, asking, “What would you like to discuss?”

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Cindy Harrison was taken aback and looked around, smiling awkwardly, “Can we… talk somewhere else?”

Kingsley Harrison’s expression was stern, and he did not afford her any pleasantries, not even inviting her into an office, cutting straight to the point, “No need, let’s talk here. Tell me quickly, I’m busy with other things after this.”

Cindy Harrison had never been treated like this and immediately became furious, “How dare you, a mere manager, put on such airs? Is this how Dreamscape Garden treats its guests? Where’s your boss? I want to see your boss.”

Kingsley Harrison glanced at Greg Jensen, and seeing that he didn’t say anything, turned back to Cindy Harrison and said indifferently, “Like I said, you can discuss it with me.”

Without a second thought, Cindy Harrison disdainfully said, “Get lost, a minor manager like you has no right to talk to me. Call your boss out for me.”

“If you have something to say, you can speak to me,” Greg Jensen interjected.

“You?”

Cindy Harrison sized up Greg Jensen again, gesturing toward Kingsley Harrison with a sneer, “He doesn’t have the qualification to talk to me as a manager, where do you get the nerve?”

“Haha, because I am the boss of Dreamscape Garden.”