Chapter 54


    Less than two minutester<b>, </b>Skr came back out from her room. She had a convenience store bag in


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    At that moment, Joe couldn’t figure out what she was up to.


    “There are a few bags of tea in here. They’re good for insomnia. I mixed them ording to an age–old recipe. I didn’t make much, so just go ahead and have these first.”


    Skr handed the bag to Joe.


    She had <b>read </b>many books when she had been at Vi’s house. <b>She </b>was capable of making things from


    age–old recipes. Previously, she had also put together a foot soak for Gloria. Those were all <b>good </b>for


    health.


    “Is this also <b>a </b>type of tea?” Joe received the bag into his hands and caught a whiff of a herbal scent from


    within.


    She’d called him just to give him tea<b>?</b>


    “It’s different from other kinds of tea. This tea is to help with sleep. I don’t think you’ll be able to buy these


    elsewhere. Anyway, it’s gettingte. I’ll be going to bed. Good night, Mr. Martin.”


    Then, Skr retreated to her room. She was indeed quite sleepy.


    Of course, she hadn’t been boasting, Vi had <b>said </b>that those old books were <b>practically </b>unique. Neither


    could they be purchased elsewhere nor seen by anyone else.


    The look in Joe’s eyes became glum. She still hadn’t asked for his help. Could it be that she was too


    embarrassed to ask?


    Was that why she’d chosen to give him some gifts first?


    He carried the bag and entered his own room.


    After half an hour, he walked back out again. He headed downstairs with a tea bag and made a new cup


    of tea.


    Soon enough, a herbal scent wafted through the air. Unlike those herbal soups that would make one frown just by its smell, this tea didn’t have a strong smell.


    “Would this be effective?” Joe questioned softly.


    He thought about Skr’s massage techniques. He <b>hoped </b>that this tea would be helpful with his sleep.


    troubles just like her massage techniques were.


    In fact, he didn’t mind if it <b>had </b>some effectiveness simr to the healthy teas out there.


    If it was indeed effective, he would help her this once for the sake of the tea and Gloria.


    Bit by bit, he finished the cup of hot tea. Then, he <b>went </b>back into his room upstairs.


    The moment hey down in bed, he actually felt much less irritable over his insomnia. Was it psychological? Or was the tea truly effective?


    Skr woke up at 6:00 am the next morning. She took a look at thements about her online.


    The situation hadpletely changed overnight. Additionally, after more aggravation by the Williamses‘ PR team, thements had started to encourage her to give a public apology instead.


    She was about to edit the videos to be posted on her Facebook and other ounts when Caleb sent her


    a voice message.


    “Skr, Skr, have you seen Facebook? It looks like the Williams family’s PR took action against you! ! can’t believe that Maisy is part of the Williams family.


    “There is a huge fuss over this right now. Don’t be afraid, Skr. I’ll help you think of something! These cheaters are so shameless. Not only did they adamantly deny that they were messing around, but they also tried to nder you!”


    After listening to Caleb’s voice message, Skr replied, saying that she wasn’t afraid. Then, she started to edit her videos and write the content for her post.


    Caleb blurted a few consecutive swear words after he sent his voice message.


    Suddenly, a few smacksnded on the back of his head.


    Caleb shouted in pain, He looked behind him and saw that it was Alexander who had hit him. “Grandpa!”


    “Watch your mouth. Your parents aren’t in Jipsburg right now, so I have to make sure I discipline you!” Alexander chided him as he put on a very strict expression on his face.


    Caleb continued crying out in pain. “I’m your only grandson. You’ll only end up heartbroken if your beatings make me dumb! Plus, I wasn’t swearing on purpose. There are people oppressing Skr, so I was just being pissed on her behalf.”


    to restore old “Skr? Is she the woman you told me about two <b>days </b>ago? The one who knows h antiques?” Alexander was used to Caleb ying bluff, so he hadn’t taken it too seriously.