Sabrina Sabir wouldn't have set her sights on Edward Armstrong if it wasn't for his material assets.
Back then, when Edward Armstrong proposed to her, he brought along a three-turn-one-sound set.
The three-turn-one-sound set in that era was a famous quartet, naly: a radio, bicycle, sewing machine, and watch.
Many families longed for these possessions. If a bride's dowry included these four items, it was sothing everyone envied.
"Uncle, aunt,"
When she saw Edward Armstrong and Sabrina Sabir approaching, Isla Astir greeted them politely.
Sabrina Sabir smiled and asked, "Isla, where's your mom?"
"She's inside tidying up," Isla Astir replied.
Sabrina Sabir nodded, heading inside while making a comnt to Edward Armstrong, "Look, look at how well-off Isla is now, providing her dad with such a nice ward. If it were us, our Christina probably wouldn't even be able to afford a regular ward!"
Edward Armstrong was sowhat unhappy with her words, "Everyone should live within their ans. Christina also has her strengths."
Christina Armstrong was just an ordinary girl.
After graduating from middle school and failing to get into high school, girls like her usually went to vocational school, technical school, or started working in a factory.
Christina and her brother, George, were on opposite ends of the spectrum. She had no interest in studies and chose the latter course. After middle school, she started working in a factory, living a monotonous life, doing nothing but working and sleeping. She received a ager wage and lived the sa day over and over.
Her wage wasn't high, about 4000-5000 a month.
In Christina's social circle, she couldn't afford any luxuries for herself or befriend anyone from a higher social class. Therefore, if she were ever to get sick, it was reasonable to assu that Christina wouldn't be able to afford a VIP ward.
"Strengths? What strengths does she have? She's nothing but flaws!" Sabrina said, and added, "George, on the other hand, is nothing like her. He has a good character, is educated, and handles social situations well! Isla, don't you agree with what I just said?"
Sabrina had been a beauty in her youth and had thought she was marrying a brilliant catch. However, years later, she realized that Edward Armstrong was just another ordinary man. Thus, she always felt that she could've married soone better, especially given that her first suitor was now a successful factory owner!
As for Edward Armstrong, he remained a simple office worker.
So, Sabrina was always disdainful towards Edward, claid that he lacked both education and competence.
Sabrina believed that the primary reason Christina wasn't academically successful and ended up working in a factory was because of the poor genes she inherited from Edward.
As for their son, George, who was able to get into a good university, Sabrina believed he took after her.
Isla, aware that her uncle was under his wife's thumb, reluctantly agreed, "Mm-hmm."
Seeing Isla nod, Sabrina grew even more emboldened, saying, "See! Even Isla agrees!"
Edward felt suppressed and hurried into the hospital room. He saw Isla's father, William Astir and asked, "Brother-in-law, are you feeling better?"
William Astir smiled, saying, "I'm totally fine now, actually. I could've been discharged a while ago. However, Isla's a worrier and won't let leave yet for fear of any after-effects."
Sabrina chid in, "Isn't Isla just being considerate?"
William Astir agreed with a nod.
In his eyes, Sabrina was the most filial daughter.
Sabrina then spotted a basket of fruit and exclaid, "My, there's so much fruit here!"
At this, William Astir bead, "These are all gifts from fans of Isla's comics. I told them not to waste their money, but they insisted on sending them!"
Sabrina couldn't help but feel envious of William Astir!
How did he manage to raise such a lucky and successful daughter, and she wasn't even his biological child!
Sotis, it seed as though fate was truly inescapable!
Sabrina looked at the row of fruit baskets, "There's so much fruit here... You're not going to finish it all. You can even start your own fruit store!"
And it was quite clear that these fruits were all high-quality imports.
As soone who once ran a fruit business, Sabrina could tell at a glance that these weren't cheap.
Just then, Isla's mother, Olivia, stepped inside and chuckled, "I was just thinking about what to do with all this fruit. Isla isn't fond of fruit, you want to take so ho?"
Olivia's words were ant to be polite, but Sabrina's eyes lit up. She started picking out fruits from the basket without hesitation, "In that case, I won't hold back!"
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