Chapter 487
Sharon could not believe Yolanda was now living at Cerulean Abode. That was the most prestigious gated
community in Riverdale! "Yolanda, you're absolutely incredible!"
Sharon felt angry for how Yolanda was treated just a moment ago. But now, she was just amazed. Yolanda then
told her about saving Adrian's life.
"You should cover sometfor tacos!"
"Well, let's do it today then!" Sharon said enthusiastically.
"Sure, but | need to stop by Willow Creek Clinic first." Yolanda had been too busy with monthly exams and
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHenderson family to visit the clinic lately. She planned to drop by the clinic since she had sfree time
today.
"I'll drive you!" Sharon then drove Yolanda to Willow Creek Clinic. When they arrived, the clinic was packed with
patients waiting for consultations and prescriptions.
"Yolanda, why don't | go grab ingredients for our food later from the supermarket? Traffic will be terrible during
rush hour." Seeing how busy the clinic was and knowing she could not help, Sharon wanted to make herself
useful.
"Good idea." Yolanda wanted to assist Baxter and Dunston.
"What should | get?"
"I'll send you a list on WhatsApp."
"Alright, see you later!" After Sharon left and Yolanda had texted her list, she went to get a white coat from the
back and wash up. But in that short time, the clinic descended into chaos.
"Out of my way!" A dozen burly young men burst in as they shoved the waiting patients aside.
"What's going on?"
"Wait in line if you want to see a doctor!" The patients protested the rough treatment, only to be met with more
aggression.
"Shut up unless you want trouble!" After clearing a path, the men formed two lines. A young woman in a dress
pushed a wheelchair through. The wheelchair's occupant was a man in his forties, but his gray hair and gaunt
face made him look much older than his years.
Dunston heard the commotion and cout front.
"What's going on?" He looked at the man in the wheelchair, then spoke to the woman, "If you need medical
attention, please register at the front desk first."
The young woman named Raven Thorne raised an eyebrow while looking at him like he was an idiot. Her tone
was anything but polite. "I heard you have Ice Lily here. Do you?"
"Well, yes..." Taken aback, Dunston answered reflexively. In the next instant, Raven kicked him aside and pushed
the wheelchair further in.
"Then get it now and brew it for my father!"
"Who are you? How dare you cause trouble here?"