“Oh,e on! That’s $15,000 we’re talking about here!”


    “Mom, Anthea’s saying it’s not about the money…”


    Harriet was fuming, her blood boiling. It was $15,000!


    What on earth did Anthea want?


    She couldn’t possibly be holding out for $100,000, could she?


    How shameless could she bel


    “Mom, what do we do now?” Baldie queried, his voice tinged with uncertainty.


    “Just ignore her!” Harriet spat out maliciously. “That little bitch is just ying hardball with me! She


    can take it or leave it! I refuse to believe my rotisserie can’t survive without her!”


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    Even if Anthea turned Cloudcrest upside down, there was no way she’d find anyone willing to pay


    $15,000 a month for an inexperienced waitress with no education to boast of.


    Who in their right mind would do that?


    Were they out of their minds?


    “So, I just ignore her?”


    Harriet nodded affirmatively. “Yeah, ignore her! Mark my words. Within three days, she’lle


    crawling back and begging for her job!”


    As the words left her mouth, Harriet added, “And if she messages you on WhatsApp trying to


    apologize, don’t even respond!”


    “Got it,” Baldie agreed before he asked hesitatingly, “Mom, do you think Anthea wille back


    to us?”


    “Of course!” Harriet dered, brimming with confidence. “I offered her $15,000, and she refused.


    When she begs toe back, she’ll find the offer substantially reduced. Just wait and see her


    regret it, Baldie.”


    Baldie nodded, convinced by his mother’s assurance.


    **


    Wrapped in her quilted vest, Karen had taken a brisk walk around the park before heading home.


    She was about to take her medicine when she realized the staff hadn’t prepared it.


    Karen confronted the butler, “Larkin, why haven’t you instructed the kitchen staff to prepare my


    medicine?”


    Before the butler could reply, Adah interrupted, “Karen, I had Dr. Lyons look at those medicines


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    you told Larkin to buy, and he said they’re justmon ingredients, ineffective for your migraines.”


    “How would he know without me even trying them?” Karen protested.


    “Karen, Dr. Lyons is one of Cloudcrest’s top physicians. If he says so, it must be true. Medicines can


    be toxic, so you should stick to the prescriptions Dr. Lyons has provided.”


    Karen scoffed, “If he’s such a miracle doctor, why am I still suffering after all these years? | would


    say he’s just a quack, dismissing my future granddaughter–inw’s capabilities out of sheer


    ipetence!”


    “Karen, you’ve been dealing with these headaches for over two decades. Healing takes time. It


    doesn’t happen overnight. I have faith Dr. Lyons will cure you.”


    Karen waved her off, “Larkin, go tell the kitchen to prepare my medicine!”


    Adah’s brows knitted in concern as she watched Karen’s unwavering faith in the young girl’s


    remedies. “Dr. Lyons insists that you can’t mix his treatment with other remedies, or it could dy


    your recovery.”


    Hearing this, Karen shot back, “Well then, I’ll ditch Dr. Lyons‘ prescriptions. From now on, it’s only


    the meds rmended by my future granddaughter–inw or nothing!”


    Adah sighed deeply. Karen also sighed, taking Adah’s hand in hers, her voice filled with earnest


    gravity. “Adah, I know you’re looking out for me, worried I might get worse. But do you know what


    I’ve endured these past twenty years? Every re–up makes me wish for death. Even when I’m not


    in pain, I spend countless nights tossing and turning without a wink of sleep. Adah, just let me try


    her remedy, please.”