Chapter 67
Annelise said nothing, just chewed on a piece of candy, her long black hair dark as she looked at the grandfather clock in the hall.
Rosalie thought she had chickened out, and confidently took Juliette’s arm as she sat back down in her original seat.
Juliette, however, felt her heart beating a little too fast for some reason.
Maybe it was because she was about to see that man…
She lowered her gaze to the wooden box. As expected, only the Etherhart Herb was the key to getting in with the…
With everyone watching, the Patriarch reached out and lifted the wooden box.
People were incredibly envious, about to congratulate Rosalie in advance.
Then they heard the Patriarch say in a low voice, “The Winthrop family may not be saints, but we don’t stoop to tak- ing what others desire. Life and death are preordained, and fortune is in the hands of the Heavens. The Etherhart Herb is indeed rare, but my family cannot accept this herbal remedy.”
What?
In an instant, everyone turned to look at the Patriarch.
Including Annelise. She raised an eyebrow in surprise, a new meaning in her beautiful eyes.
The Patriarch put the wooden box back down, and with a lift of his right hand, two words shockingly appeared on the wall.
Just two words, no more, no less.
Don’t want.
They say handwriting reflects the person. So cold…
If Annelise wasn’t mistaken, this must have come from that Winthrop heir.
Sure enough, the Patriarch burst out laughing, his voice deep and resonant, “It seems my grandson and I have the same answer.”
“Patriarch, this is the Etherhart Herb!”
Rosalie couldn’t stay seated. “Do you have any idea how many people would kill to have this!
Besides, isn’t this exactly what the Winthrop heir needs for his illness!”
The Patriarch leaned on his dragon-head cane. Before making the decision, he had been conflicted.
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Either choice was difficult.
But now that the decision was made, he felt a sense of relief. “Everyone has their own Destiny Johnson.”
Rosalie was stunned. She had never imagined this outcome. Logically, as long as she presented the Etherhart Herb, the Winthrop family should have treated her like an honored guest.
To be rejected just because its “origin is unclear”?
Rosalie took a deep breath.
The stares from the crowd felt like a series of silent slaps to her face.
“Patriarch…” Herbert was about to say something more.
But she cut him off with a laugh. “The Winthrop family has its rules. Since it’s inconvenient for them to accept it, we’ll keep it in the Kendrick family, just in case.”
With that, she turned to Juliette. “Julie, what do you think?”
“The Etherhart Herb is a life-saving miracle drug. It will be of greater use in our teacher’s hands.”
Juliette knew she had to side with Rosalie now. “The professor can also treat the Winthrop heir’s illness with other methods, like the drugs you developed abroad.”
As soon as Juliette said this, the Kendrick family once again became the center of attention.
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