Chapter 74 You''ll Be Sent off to Africa


    Chapter 74 You''ll Be Sent Off to Africa


    One of the people jested, "It seems Mary has already made her choice. There''s no need for us to


    introduce anyone. She has a discerning eye."


    However, nche did not pay much attention to their conversation. She knew that apart from Mary,


    the others were all from Cathy''s group. This group gathered here not to work but to gossip, so she


    decided to finish her work quickly.


    The olddy, Mary, chuckled warmly and handed arge orange to nche.


    "Youngdy, take a break and have an orange. I''ve seen you working nonstop all afternoon."


    A bright orange appeared in nche''s view. She lifted her head and saw a pair of hands holding the


    orange, hands full of traces left by time.


    "Thank you." nche politely took the orange.


    nche''s eptance of the orange seemed to make the elderlydy happy, which energized her to


    work even harder. But nche felt something was off. The others, all from Cathy''s group, were


    giving her strange looks and smirks.


    Ignoring those bizarre looks, nche began to peel the orange.


    Eric moved over. "Mary, your son is a handsome and promising young man. Are your standards for


    a daughter-inw high? Will you be satisfied if she isn''t beautiful? My sister''s face, actually..."


    Eric stopped his words midway, ncing at nche, and deliberately left the sentence hanging.


    From his words, it was not hard to guess that under nche''s mask was a face that was less than


    pleasing.


    "Do you have another sister? What''s wrong with her face?" nche asked, puzzled.


    Eric didn''t answer nche but gently tapped his phone screen, waiting for the olddy''s response.


    Mary scrutinized nche as if studying something. Just when everyone thought the olddy might


    consider nche too unattractive, sheughed.


    "I''m a simple person. I don''t care about looks when looking for a daughter-inw. As long as she is


    sincere, has good character, and truly loves my son, I''ll ept her."


    Eric raised an eyebrow, intrigued. The olddy really did have a liking for nche.


    "So, no matter how ugly, you wouldn''t mind?"


    "I wouldn''t mind. Looks can''t feed you. It''s a person''s character that determines the quality of a


    marital rtionship. You young people nowadays are so obsessed with appearances, which is why


    the divorce rate is so high. Even the most beautiful face can be tiresome."


    nche agreed with the olddy''s words and nodded in approval.


    "Mary speaks with such wisdom."


    The person on the other end of the phone clenched the contract in his hand tightly.


    Eric also pped in agreement. "Exactly, we can''t be superficial. What does it matter if she''s ugly?


    As long as she has a good character. It''s absolutely abhorrent when people like certain others think


    their wives are ugly, so they don''t feed them and even attempt to starve them to death."


    Eric gave a cunning smile. Beforeing here, he had purposely called Louis, just waiting for the


    drama to unfold.


    nche stopped peeling her orange. Ugly, not feeding her, it sounded too much like her own


    experience.


    "There are people like that? That''s absolutely heartless. I would never allow my son to act that way.


    I would love my daughter-inw as if she was my own daughter."


    "Mary is so kind, but I wonder, could you ept someone who has been divorced before? s, my


    poor sister has met an unworthy man."


    "Divorced?" The olddy hesitated, seemingly unable to ept this.


    Yet, to everyone''s delight, it didn''t take long for the olddy toe around, giving a thoughtful nod


    of agreement.


    "I can ept. Such a good girl saddled with an unfortunate marriage. It must be because the man


    didn''t know how to cherish her. If shees to my home, I will treat her like my own daughter."


    Eric''s interest was piqued. This olddy really was something.


    "Mary, you''re right. That scum didn''t know how to cherish her at all. If I were her, I would have left


    long ago and be your daughter-inw."


    The olddy felt embarrassed by thepliments. "Haha, you guys chat. I need to check when the


    truck for the oranges will arrive."


    nche was feeding herself an orange when she stopped, confused. She was now very sure that


    the "sister" Eric was referring to was herself.


    "nche, you better think carefully. If you eat this orange, you''ll be Mary''s daughter-inw,


    and all this orange orchard will be yours." Eric picked up his phone, looking at the screen still in the


    call, his eyes full of victoriousughter.


    The call was immediately hung up on the other end, but it rang again shortly after.


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    "Bro, weren''t you at a meeting? How do you have the time to call?" Eric picked up, pretending to be


    clueless.


    An icy voice came from the other end. "What was the meaning of what you just said?"


    "Heh heh, exactly what you heard. You know, Brendon isn''t bad looking, and he works in a research


    institute. I asked around, and the sry wasn''t low. He can definitely provide for my sister-inw.


    Plus, this mother-inw is so nice, definitely better than the fierce Mrs. Herbart. Being a daughter-


    inw in Mary''s house is like living a blessed life."


    "Shut up. I''ming home. If I hear any more rumors, you''ll be sent off to Africa." Louis stated


    decisively, ending the call.


    nche almost choked on her orange. After coughing, she looked sternly at Eric.


    "You shouldn''t joke around with Mary."


    "I''ll go and exin it to herter. I''m just doing this for your own good. If not, he really might think


    that no one wants you. We should give him a good scare."