She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Sheril majored in traditional medicine and pharmacology in college. Sheena had been carefully training and grooming her all this time so that she could take over Harmonia Pharmacy in the future.

Thus, she knew her way around medicines somewhat.

She picked up the dark-colored pill and sniffed it carefully. A fresh and invigorating aura assailed her senses, instantly clearing and revitalizing the mind.

It felt as comfortable as taking a deep breath in the mountains.

Sheril’s pretty little face turned serious and she stared at the pill, studying it intently.

A look of hesitation appeared on Melissa’s mild and gentle countenance. “What’s the matter?”

Sheril shook her head. Then, she asked hesitantly, “Can I have this, Grandma? I’d like to take it back with me so that I can study it and verify something!”

Mrs. Anderson nodded. “Sure. Take one with you.”

As if she had just found a treasure, Sheril carefully put the pill into a bag, went downstairs, and made a beeline for the laboratory.

Seeing her leave in a panic, Sheena and Simon, who were discussing countermeasures in the living room, were taken aback.

Sheena frowned. “I’ll go upstairs and have a look.”

While Nora was driving home, her cell phone rang—it was an unfamiliar number. The moment she picked up, an angry voice from the other end of the call reached her. “Nora, where’s the money? Didn’t you already transfer it into my bank account? Why did they say that there isn’t any money in the account at all when I went to the bank to transfer the funds today?! You no-good daughter! Now that you’re clinging to the Andersons, are we too poor for your tastes? Are you thinking of ditching us so that you can enjoy life over there? Dream on!”

The smile at Nora’s lips was wild and arrogant. “Dad, there’s something I want to ask you.”

“What? I’m warning you, stop dilly-dallying and transfer the money over now…”

Nora looked straight ahead of her with her fingers resting gently on the steering wheel. She had long since stopped feeling sad because of people like him. She asked calmly, “Was my mom blind when she married you?”

“?”

Before he could recover, Nora had already hung up.

was that she was afraid that he

string of numbers. She answered the call, but before the other party could speak, she said sarcastically, “Why are you calling me again? Are you dying?

“…”

when Justin’s low, deep voice rang out. He asked, “Miss Smith, are

the hospital, the corners

one’s children, only their spouse

Even her confession involved

Nora, “???”

The string of unfamiliar numbers was Justin’s phone number.

the speaker. He said, “I recall you mentioning that you wanted

replied Nora coldly. However, a thought suddenly occurred to her—if Justin owed her a huge favor,

her tone and added, “It’s an honor

Justin stiffened slightly. “…”

all over. It seemed

surprisingly didn’t quite

of kinship toward your son whenever I see him, so don’t ever feel too embarrassed to approach me for help. You can come to me even if it’s just a small bout of flu, fever, or discomfort… You get

to tell him that the two of

brown beauty mark at the corner of his eye seemed

now on, your son is also my son. I

“…”

shocking things

news mistakenly got out that it

thought of how she seemed to dislike trouble, how she kept her identity a secret, and how she didn’t wish for her identity to be exposed; he had refrained

say,

“You’re welcome.”

arrogant—yet always sleepy—visage surfaced in Justin’s mind

a voice coming from behind. “Mr.

see his executive assistant, Sean Jenkins, standing there respectfully. He had a pair of glasses on. Unlike the talkative and naggy Lawrence, he was relatively low-key and reticent, and always went straight to the point when he spoke. He said, “Mr. Raymond has stepped down from his position as vice-chairman of the