Capturing the Young Doctor's Heart: Mr. Big Shot Won't Let Me Go-Chapter 77: Resolutely Shut Out

Held him in the car for a long time.

Claire Prescott took a long time before she calmly got out of the car.

When she accidentally met the driver’s gaze, she felt a bit embarrassed, but she still stood calmly beside him, watching them leave.

Images of them kissing flashed through her mind.

To avoid touching his lips, the man taught her to extend...

Even so, it wasn’t enough; he directly leaned in and kissed her without hesitation.

Inexplicably, she felt completely fooled by him.

...

She postponed her dinner with Zara Leighton by another day, just because her uncle and the whole family returned, and she was worried her grandparents might be bullied, so she stayed home for dinner.

The uncle asked about the aunt’s situation.

She told them the same thing as yesterday, saying there was nothing she could do.

However.

What she found a bit unbelievable was that the aunt had been at the police station for two days already, and neither the uncle nor his son, daughter-in-law, or daughter had visited her.

Eight people crowded around this small dining table, and even in the spacious yard, it felt especially cramped. The scene looked lively, but the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy.

Claire Prescott didn’t expect them all to actually come back.

If they really were back to sponge off the family, she couldn’t imagine how much effort and physical strength it would take her grandmother to prepare this full table of dishes by herself.

In that case, she wanted to move out with her grandparents.

So she urged in front of everyone, "Grandpa, Grandma, why don’t you come and live with me?"

Once the words were out, the faces of the uncle’s family froze, feeling uneasy as they looked at her.

The old doctor spoke calmly, "The house is big enough, too lazy to move."

The word "lazy" made the uncle’s family look conflicted, as if they didn’t understand the old doctor’s approach.

The uncle then spoke up, "Since there is a more spacious place to live, there’s no need to squeeze, and Claire’s house must be more comfortable to live in."

Upon hearing this, the cousin couldn’t help but interject, "If Grandpa doesn’t want to move, then why don’t we move over there?"

Claire Prescott didn’t indulge her and said, "That house belongs to my grandparents, it’s not appropriate for you to move in, right?"

With that, she shut her cousin’s mouth.

This cousin was pampered and grew up without much hardship, bearing a faint resemblance to her aunt, especially in her shrewd and materialistic ways.

Fortunately, she understood what decorum and shame meant.

The uncle then tried to smooth things over and said, "Your cousin is young and hasn’t had much hardship growing up, so she lacks discretion in speaking. Don’t mind her."

Claire Prescott replied, "Just because she’s young, do I have to give in to her?"

The scene came to a sudden halt.

Claire Prescott continued, "I was pampered by my grandparents too, and I say things without much discretion, please don’t mind, uncle."

The old doctor next to her nudged her with his elbow, and she immediately held back a bit, taking bites of the homemade meal her grandmother prepared.

She gradually noticed that her grandmother still loved her the most.

All the dishes she loved were placed in front of her.

She couldn’t help but praise, "Grandma, the food you made today is really delicious."

Septima Sterling was always susceptible to compliments, always smiling joyfully when praised, but today her face was a bit solemn, not too happy, but she still warmly said to her, "Eat more if you like it."

After a while, the uncle suddenly spoke up to discuss with the old doctor, "Dad, let Vincent learn traditional medicine from you. He’s interested in it and can help out at Sinclair Apothecary."

Vincent was the one sitting next to the uncle, her cousin.

Probably because the uncle’s decades-long entrepreneurship ended in failure, he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed towards the old doctor. He couldn’t even meet the old doctor’s eyes when saying this.

The old doctor snorted coldly, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. With no business left, you’ve turned to traditional medicine, planning to have Vincent get by at Sinclair Apothecary, and when I die, your precious son can rightfully take over Sinclair Apothecary, isn’t it?"

Mentioning "death" immediately created a heavy atmosphere.

Septima Sterling instantly got angry, "Why talk about death all of a sudden?"

Claire Prescott, who was sitting between the two elders, saw Septima getting upset due to her sensitivity, and quickly put down her chopsticks to hug her, gently patting her to comfort her, "Grandma, Grandpa was just joking just now."

The uncle frowned and said, "I’m not scheming against Sinclair Apothecary. Whoever you want to leave it to, do as you please. We won’t compete with you. It’s all my fault for not being able to provide a good life for you."

The old doctor remained calm throughout, "The clinic is busy, and I’m too old to teach."

"If you can’t teach, Claire can also teach."

Claire Prescott said indifferently, "I’m lazy and don’t want to teach."

A simple "lazy" easily blocked all his next words, leaving him helpless.

With the two elders spoiling her, who dared to urge her to be ambitious.

Seeing that she did not regard him as her uncle at all, his face suddenly sank, retreating another step, "Vincent studied business management in university and has a year of work experience in my previous company, so why not let him handle the finances and marketing at Sinclair Apothecary? It’d be more secure to have a family member do it."

The old doctor then put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said in a deep voice, "There’s no shortage of people for the finance role, and Sinclair Apothecary doesn’t need marketing. If you need a job, go find one somewhere else."

After speaking, he stood up from his seat, his eyes filled with disappointment towards them.

He left the dining table and headed towards Sinclair Apothecary.

Halfway there, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to Claire Prescott, "Bring your grandma over too."

Upon hearing this.

Claire Prescott quickly supported her grandmother, helping her leave the table, leaving the uncle’s family sitting there.

After arriving at the old doctor’s clinic.

She finally understood the old doctor’s intentions.

On one hand, he didn’t want them to face the uncle’s family alone, and on the other hand, he was afraid her mind would be corrupted by her uncle and cousin...

He specially instructed her to keep her distance from them.

In the old doctor’s view, businessmen prioritize profit over morality, while he adhered to "I’d rather see medicine collect dust on the shelf than see people get sick ", so he didn’t want to see Sinclair Apothecary fall into the hands of a businessman.

Thus, when the cousin wanted to join Sinclair Apothecary and mentioned marketing again, he firmly shut them out.

However...

The way Grandpa refused was brilliant.

This could save a lot of trouble.

"Grandpa, Grandma, do you really not want to move out and live with me?" Claire Prescott urged again.

The old doctor replied deeply, "I’m old now and don’t want to move, especially after living here for decades, moving out would be hard to adapt to."

Septima Sterling added, "We can squeeze in, and once they find jobs and move out, the house will feel bigger." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"But..."

She didn’t want to see them being mistreated.