Wynter remained silent and chewed her gum while looking at the pendulum clock.
Hilda thought that she was frightened, so she confidently took Yvette’s hand and sat back.
Yvette didn’t know why, but she had a bad feeling churning within. Maybe it was because
she would see Mr. Yarwood soon.
She glanced at the wooden box. Sure enough, the Zenith herb was the only thing that could
bring them close to the Yarwoods.
Under everyone’s gazes, Theo took the wooden box. People were envious and were about to
congratulate Hilda in advance.
But they heard him say, “Although the Yarwoods aren’t benevolent, we can’t take anything we
shouldn’t. Life and death are determined by fate. The Zenith herb is indeed rare, but I
can’t accept it.”
What?
For a mont, everyone looked at him, including Wynter. She raised her eyebrows in
surprise and observed him aningfully.
Theo put the wooden box back and raised his right hand. Instantly, a few words suddenly
appeared on the wall–I don’t want it.
It was said that words could resemble people–and the words on the walls were indifferently calm.
If Wynter guessed correctly, this should be Mr. Yarwood’s reply.
As expected, Theo laughed loudly. “It seems that my grandson has the sa answer as
!”
“Mr. Yarwood Senior, this is Zenith herb!” Hilda couldn’t sit still. “Do you know how many people want
it? Doesn’t Mr. Yarwood need it?”
Theo was leaning on his dragon cane. Before he made his decision, he had felt troubled.
On one hand, he wanted to cure his most beloved grandson; on the other hand, he needed, to do
things ethically. Either one was difficult for him to choose.
But now that he had made a decision, he felt relieved. “He has his destiny.”
Hilde was dumbfounded since she had never expected this result. Logically speaking, as long as she
offered the Zenith herb, the Yarwoods would treat her as a distinguished guest.
But Theo rejected the herb just because it had an “unknown origin“!
She took a deep breath. The surrounding gazes were like multiple slaps silently hitting her
face.
“Mr. Yarwood Senior…
George had more to say but was interrupted by Hilda’s laugh. “That’s fine. I understand that the
Yarwoods have rules. Since it inconveniences the Yarwoods to accept it, I’ll keep it in
case of ergency.”
With that said, she turned to Yvette and asked, “Yve, what do you think?”
“The Zenith herb is a rare life–saving dicine. Its value will be even greater in your hands.”
Yvette knew she had to stand with Hilda at this ti. “Mr. Yarwood’s disease can also be treated with
other thods, such as the dicine you developed overseas.”
As soon as she said that, the Gibsons beca the audience’s focus again. Right! That was Zenith
herb. Just because the Yarwoods didn’t want it, it didn’t an that the others didn’t!
Even the Heavenly dical Guild might let the Gibsons rejoin the guild if they found out
about this news.
Moreover, Hilda still had many new dicines under developnt. It would only be a
matter of ti to cure Mr. Yarwood.
“As expected, the Gibsons are too aweso!”
“Compared to people who only know how to be jealous, it’s better to be like Dr. Gibson, who’s been
doing research and developnt. She has saved countless cancer patients!”
“That’s right!”
As they spoke, they glanced at Wynter aningfully, but she didn’t spare her attention on any of them.
A minute later, she looked at her watch with a slight smile and silently
counted the ti.
“3, 2, 1. Ti’s up.”
Hilda and George were enjoying everyone’s admiration, and no one cared about the “fake daughter” in
the corner.
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