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Chapter 617

Hera was unused to Gemma's friendliness and silently shook her hand off. She forced a smile. "Ms. Killian, it's been a while." "Hera, you're being too distant. You should call me Aunt Gemma," Gemma said. After all, the maids at the Killian residence would usually call her Ms. Killian. "There's no need for small talk. Let's talk about what you have in mind," Hera said calmly. She remained distant while asking to get to the point. Seeing that made Gemma speak her mind right away without any more small talk. "Do you still remember Xavier? You used to play together often as children." "Yes." The way Hera looked downward made her seem rather obedient. In reality, it was to hide the cunningness in her gaze. "He's sick. The fever from more than ten years ago has caused damage to his brain, affecting his IQ. Now, he only has the IQ of a four to five-year-old. Could you help take a look at him and see if there's any way to treat him?" Gemma asked. Hera did not answer immediately. Instea

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