George's sneer became more pronounced. "I can't believe the balls on you. Just wait. Let's see whether you'll still have the nerve to cause trouble at Beacon Clinic once you've been taught a lesson!"
Isaac smiled. With his hands behind his back, he leisurely walked back over to the remaining sofa and sat down while giving Beefy Bob a look.
The latter immediately knew what he wanted and pulled his phone out to make a call.
Beacon Clinic had many employees, probably more than 20 doctors and nurses. None of them dared to utter a word at the sight of the trashed lobby. Especially the receptionist that had spoken to Isaac and Allegra upon their arrival. Her back was drenched with cold sweat, and she hunkered down in a corner, feeling terrified.
Countless government officials and business bigwigs were George's patients, yet Isaac didn't seem to be bothered by it.
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