Chapter 261



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Sheril was very clear about it. Last time, Nora had helped her slap Rachel at the dance. She had to protect her no matter what.

When her teacher heard this, her expression changed, “You, how can you be so stubborn?”

He was old, so what good was he even if he had the right to speak at the refinement factory? All his concern was only for the Andersons.

Those words from before were just to make Sheril hesitate, but this girl didn’t hesitate at all. It was too disappointing.

She reached out her hand angrily, about to say something, but coughed violently.

Sheril hastened to step forward and grabbed her arm. “Master, I know you despise me for being your superior. If you want the right to speak, I will give it back to you.”

His master said with a heavy heart, “Why do I need the right to speak? How many years can I stay in the pharmaceutical factory? I should have retired long ago.”

When Sheril heard this, she realized that she had misunderstood her teacher. Her heart ached even more. “Master, I’m sorry…”

The old pharmacist thumped his chest. “Sheril, you’re too naive. You think my heart really hurts because of 500-year-old ginseng? My heart hurts because of the Anderson’s foundation!”

“Our pharmaceutical factory can work with confidence if this ginseng stays here! You people, you are spoiling it!”

The old pharmacist stomped angrily.

Sheril’s eyes also turned red. “Master, Sister Nora’s Rest Pill can be considered the savior of Harmonia Pharmacy. Even if we lose this ginseng, we will look for more. In the future, if we have money, we can buy it at a high price at auction.”

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․c𝓸𝗆 brings imagination alive When the old pharmacist saw that he was still stubbornly protecting Nora, he instantly waved his hand angrily. “All right, all right. I’ll sit here and watch you waste the ginseng.”

Sheril looked at his pained expression and sighed.

She knew that some things were very important to the elders. Those concepts were already ingrained in their bones and could not be changed.

She sighed and sat down next to the old pharmacist. “I’m going to observe with you…”

In the lab, Nora was oblivious to the discussion outside. At the moment, she was looking at the medicine. Actually, when she was abroad, it was a bit difficult to refine the pills. After all, there were fewer traditional medicines available overseas.

She held the 500-year-old ginseng and sighed quietly.

This ginseng was too small.

If he had known earlier, he would have gone to his master, Doctor Zabe, for more ginseng. As an imperial physician, Doctor Zabe didn’t have much other stuff, but he still had some ginseng.

He shook his head slightly and cut the ginseng into pieces.

Watching her cut it so nonchalantly, Sheril and the old pharmacist outside felt their hearts ache.

The old pharmacist scolded them, “Look, how is she cutting the ginseng? It’s wasteful, too wasteful! Sheril, go inside and see if you can take some ginseng roots. They are still useful.”

Sheril: “…”

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On the Smiths.

Ian was still in the VIP room at the hospital. He had already been moved out of the ICU and wasn’t worried about his life for the time being.

At home, his adopted daughter, Yvonne, who was also the only girl of the Smiths’ generation, was playing the violin. When she finished the song, Rachel, who was standing next to her, instantly clapped her hands. “Miss Smith’s fiddle skills just keep getting better and better!”

Since Miranda’s maiden family was on the verge of bankruptcy, her status in the Woods was even lower. This led to her being constantly reprimanded by her father at home. In addition, she was always forced to go to the Anderson’s and learn from her Aunt Melissa.

But how could she go there? So, now she could only run to the Smiths.

Yvonne was a famous daughter of a wealthy New York family. She was talented, and when she was with Yvonne, her father would not scold her even if he found out.

When Yvonne heard his words, she looked down and smiled. “Did you have another fight with your father?”

Rachel pursed her lips. “Yes. He keeps criticizing me about everything. He wants me to change this and that. Isn’t it because he thinks Sheril is too good? How can Auntie’s daughter be better than me? No matter how good she is, she just works at the Andersons’ pharmaceutical factory. She doesn’t act like a girl at all.”

Yvonne fixed her long hair and smiled, “Fathers are the ones who love their daughters the most. Can’t you earn your father’s trust?”

Rachel pursed her lips, however. “That’s another question. I seriously suspect that I am not my father’s biological daughter. Otherwise, why would he be so strict with me? How can my biological father always pick on me.”

The words ‘biological’ pierced Yvonne’s heart like a needle.

She lowered her gaze to hide her displeasure. She still had a friendly smile on her face as a light shone in her eyes. Suddenly, she said, ‘Stop talking nonsense. By the way, I heard the last dance wasn’t very nice.”

At the mention of the dance, Rachel was instantly enraged. “Couldn’t it be because of that country bumpkin who came back from the country? I didn’t expect her to dance well, but, unfortunately, no one has come to propose to her yet, did you know that? Her mother fooled around outside and got pregnant before she got married. She made a big scene just to get attention and find a nice family. But how could they possibly like her?”

I was about to continue when the butler came in. “Miss Smith, the Levins are here.”

The Levins?

While Rachel was stunned, Yvonne had already risen with a smile. “Please come in.”

Then, a middle-aged woman in her forties entered.

Her appearance was normal. Her face was clear and tender, plus she was plump. When she smiled, she seemed very friendly.

Rachel asked, “Is this her?”

Yvonne explained, “Her mother-in-law is Madame Hunt’s current housekeeper, Madame Lea.”

The most famous Hunt people, other than Justin and a few members of the main family, were the Hunt’s in-house and outside butlers.

The butlers in those families were raised with them from a young age. They were very loyal and dependable.

Now, Madame Lea’s family also worked for a Hunt Corporation company and were treated very well.

But why was Madame Lea’s daughter-in-law, whom everyone called Mrs. Lewis, at the Smiths?

While Rachel was stunned, that person had already approached. “Miss Smith, I just came in today for a little chat. Please excuse my intrusion.”

With that, Mrs. Lewis appraised Yvonne.

Yvonne sat up straight and placed her hands nonchalantly in her lap. She looked like the daughter of a wealthy family and was very proper. Mrs. Lewis praised her in her heart and said jokingly, “By the way, my mother-in-law said she heard a joke at home a few days ago. Our Mr. Hunt really did find a bride…”

Yvonne’s expression froze at those words, but her expression remained calm.

Rachel was stunned. “Who is she?”

Was there really a woman in New York that Justin liked, did he know her?

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