Chapter 464
“I wasn’t even talking about her,” Sophia said, flipping open her test paper as fast as she could. “I was just asking Claire about the last question from the exam p>
The math teacher turned to Claire. “Is that true, Claire p>
Cindy watched her, eyes narrowed.
“Yes,” Claire said, lying so smoothly you’d never guess.
Cindy’s jaw dropped. “Claire, I can’t believe you p>
“Cindy, can you please stop distracting us? We’re trying to study p>
Cindy went silent, turning away in a huff. She was stewing now, hurt and angry. How could Claire treat her like this after everything the James family had done for her? Cindy felt like she’d just been slapped in front of a crowd.
Claire didn’t have time to worry about Cindy’s drama. She was way too busy. School had been nonstop, and as soon as she finally had a half-day off, she drove straight out to the countryside to see Pandora.
Well, it wasn’t just to see her. Hale’s house was hers now, and she liked using the place whenever she made her ointments and creams. She still had some of her homemade scar treatment stashed there, and she figured she could mail it out to Cabinda right away.
As soon as Pandora saw the little scar on Claire’s face, she frowned. “Didn’t you just go to Cabinda for a competition? How did you end up fighting with someone p>
Pandora had always been elegant, always carried herself with grace, and as a doctor she hated the idea of a permanent scar spoiling Claire’s face.
“It’s nothing. That’s why I’m here. I came to grab some of the ointment p>
“It wasn’t a fight. There was a small car accident,” Claire explained.
But Pandora wasn’t buying it. She could always tell when Claire was hiding the worst of it. “Don’t pretend like it’s no big deal. I know you. You only ever talk about the good stuff and keep the rest quiet p>
“Come on, tell me what really happened p>
Claire sighed, giving in, because she’d never been able to hide anything from Pandora. “Okay… so here’s the real story She gave the quick, edited version about rescuing a famous actor from trouble.
“That Oakley guy is he alright?” Pandora asked.
Claire couldn’t help but laugh. “Wait, are you actually a fan of his? You asked about him before me p>
“He played that one character I liked. He’s handsome, what can I say?” Pandora grinned, nudging Claire.
“He’s fine, just has a scar on his face. That’s why I’m here for the scar cream p>
“Is the amount you have enough?
have an extra jar in my room, unopened,” Pandora said. It had been a gift from Claire anyway, so T made sense to let her use it.
Plus, the cream wouldn’t last forever. Better to use it for someone who needed it.
“That’s perfect. I’ll take it. I can always make more once exams are over p>
Pandora nodded and went to get the extra jar. When she came back, she handed over but gave Claire a worried look. “Promise me don’t be so reckless next time p>
“No matter how cute a guy is, he’s not worth risking your life p>
“If you can save someone and it’s safe, do it. But don’t push past your limits p>
“Even as a doctor, you can’t work
miracles. We do whatever we came
save lives, but if it’s really
impossible, you have to know your
limits p>
It was hard-earned wisdom from a lifetime of experience, and Claire listened closely, tucking every word away.
They had a quick lunch together, just something simple, and after, Claire took the cream and headed out.
She found the nearest courier, mailed the ointment off to Cabinda, and sent the tracking number to Karla.
Thanks to express shipping, Karla got it the very next afternoon.
No sooner did the package arrive than Karla brought it straight to the hospital.
“Oakley, come here,” she said, holding out the cream. “Let’s try it on your hand first p>