Chapter 275



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Even if he said it, he instantly focused the conflict on the Andersons and Nora.

Melissa furrowed her eyebrows.

The others laughed, too. Someone went so far as to say, “Although the Andersons are pharmaceutical experts, Doctor Zabe is a respected figure in the world of traditional medicine. His knowledge has long since ceased to be passed on, and the Andersons can’t create it! Besides, this pill is special because of its ingredients – I hear it costs millions! It even needs 500-year-old ginseng.”

“500 year old ginseng? Isn’t that too old? Can’t a ginseng just produce a pill?”

“This is where the value of Zabe Corporation’s Soothing Pill lies. Logically, a single ginseng should be enough to create an entire furnace of pills. However, this medicine is extremely difficult to form. Doctor Zabe created an oven full of pills a few years ago, and in fact, only one was successful. Therefore, although this medicine is useful for calming the mind, even people like us can’t afford it!”

“The Smiths are really powerful! Yvonne, this gift is to touch Mrs. Hunt’s heart, isn’t it? From the looks of it, Nora can’t compare to Yvonne, why is Mr. Hunt interested in Nora Smith?”

“…Nora is beautiful! Don’t men only look at looks?”

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While everyone was discussing in private, Mrs. Hunt and Mrs. Lewis looked at each other.

Yvonne’s words had thrown the subject to the Andersons. Although Mrs. Hunt did not like Nora, she knew her limits in such circumstances!

She didn’t follow Yvonne’s words and smiled, “Miss Smith, thank you!”

However, that didn’t tell the Andersons. It was obvious that she didn’t like the Andersons’ pills.

Yvonne’s eyes twinkled as she smiled and she didn’t speak again.

As she turned to leave, Rachel saw that Yvonne was not taking advantage of such a good opportunity. She couldn’t help but call out to her, “Mrs. Hunt, show us the pills the Andersons gave you! Are they Rest Pills?”

Everyone looked at Mrs. Hunt.

Mrs. Hunt’s expression turned even more sour.

She glanced at Nora and saw that the girl’s eyes were downcast and her eyelids drooped. She didn’t seem to understand the atmosphere at all and had an indifferent attitude.

Her expression made Mrs. Hunt even more angry.

How stupid was she? She couldn’t even listen to such provocative words.

Mrs. Hunt looked at Melissa again. The moment their eyes met, Melissa understood what she meant.

After some thought, she shook her head gently.

Mrs. Hunt understood what she meant. She grimaced in her heart and glared at them. However, she smiled and said, “This is medicine for me, why should I show it to you young people? Mrs. Lewis, send the medicine to the room.”

Hearing this, Mrs. Lewis nodded instantly. She took the medicine from Nora and Yvonne and turned to go upstairs.

Through the crowd.

Sheril looked at Melissa in confusion and asked, “Mom, why didn’t you let Mrs. Hunt open the pills we gave her? Then we could mercilessly slap those people who despise us.”

Melissa stood her ground. She smiled and said softly, “First of all, your Sister Nora may not want anyone to know that she can create this pill. Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble in the future. Secondly, we have no enmity with the Smiths. There is no need to make things difficult for Yvonne.”

She brought up Sheril. “Sometimes unnecessary comparisons just make people care more and more about other people’s opinions. We don’t live for the opinions of others. We live for ourselves.”

Sheril was stunned to hear Melissa’s words.

Her mother had always had a proud, self-righteous aura about her. She never cared about the opinions of others and lived as herself.

She herself had never reached that level.

Just as she was thinking about it, she hears Nora say, “Auntie’s right.”

Sheril suddenly felt that her thoughts were too immature. Did even her Sister Nora think like that?

As she thought, she heard Nora slowly say, “It will be too much trouble if someone finds out.”

To make the medicine, she hadn’t slept for two days!

What would happen if people found out she knew how to make medicine and came looking for her in the future?

Sheril: “!!!!”.

She knew Sister Nora’s thoughts were different.

She grimaced.

The rest of the people kept sending gifts, but Nora was already feeling a little hungry. She simply grabbed Cherry and headed for the dessert area next to them.

When she got there, she picked up a fork and was about to grab a piece of cake when another fork came over. Their forks met in midair.

Nora looked up and saw a woman in her 30’s looking down at her.

Nora raised her eyebrows and withdrew her fork. She took the cake next to her.

Just as she was about to leave, the woman suddenly said, “You’re Cherry’s mother, aren’t you?”.

Nora: “?”

The woman smiled. “I’m Brandon’s mother! Brandon always talks about his boss at home. It’s nice to meet you.”

Nora: “…Hi.”

Brandon’s mother, Maureen, who was also Warren’s wife, was a straightforward woman. Her husband adored his little sister, but like his wife, she couldn’t say a word.

At home, Yvonne certainly wanted the best and ate the most exquisite food.

This made her a little uncomfortable.

Others may not realize it, but she did. Yvonne wanted the best because she felt she was not Ian’s biological daughter. If she couldn’t get the best, wouldn’t she be looked down upon?

However, they were both women. She was also someone else’s daughter who had been spoiled since she was a little girl. Why would she let her get away with it?

So, over the years, she had developed a huge grudge against Yvonne.

Just as before, when she ate a piece of cake, she had chosen the one with the best design. He had not expected to meet Nora.

At first he thought of unconsciously turning away. After all, Nora was Justin’s girlfriend. There was no need to offend her.

However, he did not expect Nora to take the initiative to take a piece of cake on the side.

It was this humble gesture that made him instantly have a good impression of her. He was about to say something else to Nora when suddenly his phone rang.

He lowered his head to take a look and said, “Cherry’s Mother, my big brother is here with Third Uncle. I’m going to pick him up. Let’s have a good talk another day.”

With that, he left, leaving Nora confused.

At the door.

Ian’s body was weak and he could no longer walk for long. He sat in a wheelchair and was pushed by Joel toward the banquet room.

After entering, he looked up, his eyes searching for that person eagerly.

He wanted to see what she looked like. Did she look more like his mother?

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