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Under the heiress facade

Chapter 311
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Chapter 311 Mary's slow, resolute voice stopped the doctor mid-praise. His words hung heavy in the sudden silence.

Her declaration landed like a silent slap, stinging everyone present.

Camille felt a flush creep up her neck. This public denial was akin to leading the entire ward to question her reputation as a miracle doctor.

With ordinary patients, she might have politely withdrawn her services. However, the Ludden family, particularly the formidable Mrs. Ludden Senior, was a different story.

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She was equal to the head of the Chfamily, so Camille couldn't simply do that.

"Mary, are you mistaken? You don't have a granddaughter-in-law," Jane interjected, attempting to lighten the mood. "Perhaps you'd like Camille to fill that role? Aaron is certainly of marrying age, and they seem perfectly suited." Camille's lips pursed as she contemplated a reply. Her heart belonged solely to Bernard, and she wouldn't consider anyone else.

"Absolutely not!" Mary interrupted before Camille could speak.

If Aaron wanted to marry, he had to prioritize Hera. Christopher, that good-for-nothing, would not be able to step up to the plate, so Aaron would have to take his place.

"I've already identified a potential candidate. Once I gather more information, I'll arrange a meeting," Mary declared First, Camille's medical expertise was challenged, and now, she was rejected. Her smile faltered.

Despite her unwavering devotion to Bernard, she was the eldest daughter of the prestigious Chfamily, one of the four influential families, and Norburgh's premier socialite. Why couldn't she gain Mary's approval?1 This realization sparked a flicker of jealousy within Camille.

"Who in Norburgh could possibly be a better match than Camille?" Jane inquired. She genuinely liked Camille. The two families were well-matched, and an alliance with the Chimes would solidify her branch family's position in the family.

However, she still had to respect Mary as long as she remained in the Ludden family.

"Let's keep it under wraps for now," Mary said cryptically, She knew Jane very well. Any hint of information would inevitably lead to an investigation, followed by disapproval and potential intimidation. Thus, she shrouded her plans in secrecy.

Since Mary wouldn't elaborate, Jane couldn't press the issue. She would simply have someone discreetly investigate later.

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w longer," M- "I'm feeling much better now. Thank you, Ms. Chime, for your recent treatment and care. But I won't be needing your services said to Camille.

"Mary, are you sure? You wouldn't want that woman treating you instead, would you? You must be confused! Camille is a renowned miracle doctor!" Jane exclaimed.

"No worries about that. If Mrs. Ludden Senior has a better option, I won't intrude. Wishing you a full recovery, Mrs. Ludden Senior," Camille replied with a tight smile.

Without waiting for a response, Camille turned and left. She wanted it to be known that she was upset. After all, she wasn't someone others could push around at will

Anyway, rheumatoid arthritis was a condition that even a genuine miracle doctor couldn't definitively cure. Mary's dismissal was a blessing in disguise in a way.

I! Mary would rather have her "granddaughter-in-law" treat her, then so be it. That way, Camille m wouldn't shoulder the blif complications arose. Jane pretended to chase after Camille, but in fact, it was so she could get someone to investigate the person who performed acupuncture on Mary.

Mary's health wasn't Jane's primary concern. It was the identity of the theyde woman Mary intended for Aaron. A wicked thought slithered into Jane's mind. Perhaps she could manipulate the situation so that this wi way for a potential relationship between Aaron and Camille