Chapter 498: Chapter 498: Any Tom, Dick, or Harry?
"July, why are you being so polite with us? Without you and your mother, the Cole Family wouldn’t be where we are today."
Nora Cole is a straightforward person.
After learning July Quinn’s background and her mother’s past from Elder Cole, she regarded July as a benefactor of the Cole Family.
Not to mention celebrating a banquet for July Quinn, even if it meant handing over the family’s fortune, Nora would wholeheartedly support it.
"Auntie Cole, you’re overstating it. The Cole Family’s wealth and status today are all thanks to your family’s hard work."
July Quinn continued, "Besides, this assessment really lacks technical content, there’s no need to celebrate. And I actually have things to do today."
"Alright then. But July, if you need help with anything, take Shelly with you."
Shelly Cole, who was listening to her mom and July’s conversation, nearly shed a few tears.
Her mom held her in such high regard, suggesting she’d make a good assistant for July, who could take on multiple people at once!
"She’s welcome to come if she wants."
July Quinn could tell that Nora really wanted Shelly to learn more by staying around her.
So, she just went along with it.
As expected, Nora was delighted: "Shelly, did you hear? Hurry and get ready..."
Half an hour later, July Quinn and Shelly Cole appeared in front of Apex Tower, the prime landmark of Esteria.
"July, are you going to enter Apex Tower? It’s the foundation of the Keaton Family, the top family in Esteria. I heard their Family Head works here every day, with very strict security. Outsiders can’t get in without an invitation."
Looking at the towering Apex Tower, Shelly Cole frowned.
"You need an outsider’s invitation to get in?"
Actually, July Quinn wasn’t planning to go into Apex Tower. It was just the mention of the "Keaton" name by Shelly that made her glance at the building.
"Yes. But I’ve heard that not just anyone can get an invitation. If you want, we can go back and find my grandpa. I think he has some connections with Old Master Keaton and could probably get one."
"It’s alright, it’s not urgent. I have something else to take care of today."
July Quinn grabbed Shelly’s arm, her gaze landing on the opposite side of the street at the Apothecary Hale’s Clinic.
According to July’s investigation, this was the clinic founded by Simon Hale.
Though it’s called a clinic, its lavish decor is comparable to that of a hotel.
And choosing a prime location like Esteria, it’s not hard to imagine how much Simon Hale has profited through the Monroe Family’s medical skills over the years.
July Quinn walked around the clinic with Shelly, observing that the visitors were all from wealthy or noble backgrounds.
Almost every patient was chauffeured in luxury cars, and their clothing and accessories were extremely sophisticated.
In addition to that, the reception staff seemed to provide service based on the patient’s attire.
Like the lady who came in after them, who looked quite healthy at the time.
But because she was holding the latest Hermès bag, the reception staff showed great enthusiasm.
"Miss, you can tell me about your symptoms first, and I’ll help you with registration. Dr. Hale is currently booked with 600 patients, so if you make an appointment now, you’ll be seen by next month."
"Okay, thank you."
After assisting the wealthy lady, the reception staff seemed to overlook July and Shelly entirely, casually chatting with colleagues and openly mocking them.
"These days, it seems any Tom, Dick, or Harry feels entitled to enter our clinic. Do they even consider whether they can afford Dr. Hale’s services?"