Cecilia was unaware of the crisis Elena’s company was currently going through. Although she had vaguely heard Mary ntion it once or twice, Elena always brushed it off whenever she tried probing with a few questions, saying it was nothing to worry about. Thus, Cecilia did not ask further.
The dicine prescription she had was passed down from Adrian, and it was specifically emphasized that only the Keller family disciples should use it. She obtained these few packs only after applying through Adrian.
Naturally, she couldn’t reveal the prescription.
She shook her head and said, "It’s just sothing I mixed up myself. Even I didn’t expect it would work so well with you."
Elena continued to ask, "Could you tell the formula?"
‘If this formula leaks out, Old Ari would nag to death! Besides, Great-aunt and Great-uncle are already cured, so there’s no need for that anymore. If she needs it again later, I can just give her so more.’
Cecilia spoke with a hint of regret, "This is just a few leftover packs I used before, so there’s no formula for it."
Disappointnt flashed in Elena’s eyes. Alas, she had no choice but to continue researching.
Mary raised her voice, disdainfully saying, "I told you, she just got so unqualified product from sowhere. She cured both of you out of sheer luck..."
Before she could finish, Jas interrupted her.
"Enough. No matter what, Cecilia really did cure us. How can you speak like that? Apologize to her."
He rarely got angry and usually pampered Mary, but the overload of problems these days was getting on his nerves, prompting him to ask Mary to apologize to Cecilia.
Mary looked at him in surprise. ‘Uncle has always been lenient with , but today he’s making apologize to that woman?! This bitch is truly cunning!’
She scread out, "Apologize to her?! Impossible! Over my dead body!"
Cecilia sneered. "No one is interested in your dead body."
She stared at Mary. Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear.
"Right now, you should first apologize to Great-aunt."
Words, once spoken, are like spilled water—impossible to gather again. And so things, once broken, are not so easily nded.
The relationship between Mary and Elena was just like that.
Mary’s face turned red. Elena indeed had been training her as a successor over the years, but she only looked like soone scheming against her now.
Mary stuttered, "W-Why should I apologize?"
As she said that, she looked at the tightly clasped hands of Cecilia and Elena and beca more determined.
"What you said only proves that your dicine can cure soone, not that my previous doubts were unfounded! You’re a fickle, cheating woman who got abandoned by your own fiancé. And now you have the audacity to take over the business I’ve spent decades building?"
Her finger pointed at Elena. "And you! I’ve called you Aunt for so many years, but this is how you treat ? I see, sooner or later, you will et the sa fate as being abandoned by Uncle!"
Slap!
No sooner had she finished speaking did Jas slapped her hard across the face.
He was so angry he could hardly stand, and Cecilia hurriedly supported him.
"You... you unfilial daughter! Get out, as far as possible!"
Mary was stunned by the slap. When she regained her senses, she glared fiercely at the three people in front of her.
"Fine! I’ll leave; let’s see if your business can continue without !"
Her words weren’t entirely without rit. Despite only managing a small factory, since Elena and Jas were aging, she had taken on a lot of responsibilities in the company’s data and business matters.
With the recent public turmoil around the factory, they were indeed struggling.
However, they had never planned on discussing this with Cecilia and didn’t want to burden her with their problems.
Once Cecilia confird that Elena and Jas had fully recovered, she went on to handle their discharge.
In the hospital corridor, she ran into the specialist Mary had consulted last ti, who worked at this hospital.
He excitedly told her as he held the report, "Miss Morrison, the dicine you gave last ti is amazing. It could potentially cure many occupational diseases caused by factory production. I’m considering a mass production of it!"
Cecilia was startled. How did he get this dicine?
—
anwhile, Steven was in his office at the corporation, imrsed in work.
Ethan had co in and left his office several tis already.
Steven clenched his fists, his impatience finally taking over him. As Ethan ca in again to refill his coffee, Steven shouted at him, "Enough! What exactly do you want?!"
If he drank any more coffee, he would not be able to sleep for the next three days.
Startled by Steven’s shout, Ethan fidgeted where he stood.
In truth, he had co to tattle.
His thesis had been rejected by his advisor yet again this sester. The mustached old man was furious, pointing at him. "What kind of garbage is this? Just wait, I’ll inform your brother about this!"
If he really told Steven, he would surely be done for...
So, he was thinking of any possible way to salvage the situation.
However, the only thing he could think of was to tell Steven that he had another kid. He hoped that, although he would not gain any rit from doing so, his effort could at least serve as a form of compensation.
With that, he abruptly said, "Big Brother, actually... You have two children!"
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