132. It's a ghost if Lao Tzu believes you_1

Upon hearing these words, Sophie Baker's figure suddenly shook. Wasn't this statement embarrassing enough as it was?

She cast a resentful gaze at Adam Jones, biting her lower lip with a look of aggrievement, her eyes brimming with tears that carried a silent reproach.

"Brother, you..."

Impatience was the only thing left in Adam Jones's eyes. Lily Jones's accusatory words were just about to be spoken when they were interrupted by a knock at the door.

Adam Jones's body stiffened as his gaze shot toward the door, thinking it was Elly Campbell.

However, as soon as his eyes landed on the person who entered, his face darkened, and a hint of disappointment flickered unintentionally in his eyes.

"Miss Jones, congratulations on your discharge."

The visitor was none other than James Churchill, holding a stack of documents in his hand.

Lily Jones, not fond of Elly Campbell, was polite to others, she glanced at the nametag on his white coat and smiled, "Doctor Matt, hello."