"Harmony Clinic?" Julian's voice trailed off as the name sounded familiar.
The little thug next to him reminded, "It’s the place where we had the foot massage before."
Amelia raised an eyebrow, "What a coincidence, they used to be our customers."
Julian froze, "But wasn’t it an old lady doing the foot massages…?"
Amelia remained unfazed, "That’s right, it was my grandmother. It used to be a foot massage shop, but starting tomorrow, it’ll be a traditional medicine clinic. It’s kind of funny that you guys came here to intimidate us without even checking customer records."
Julian’s face turned slightly red. "We’re just trying to make a living, but don’t worry, we won’t be bothering you again."
Amelia picked up her black bag from the side, her brows slightly raised, "Call you
