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After replying to the text message, Rachel Barton’s mood instantly brightened. She picked up the Mantou that was cast aside and started nibbling on it with gusto.

It was just a tasteless Mantou, but her expression seemed as if she was eating some kind of delicacy.

The Lentz Clan.

Eleanor Armstrong was sitting on the living room couch, knitting a scarf.

Her mood was quite good, even humming a little tune.

Charlotte Young, seeing her like this, was somewhat puzzled. She walked over and sat down beside Eleanor, smiling, “Mom, what happened? You seem so happy.”

“Ah? Do I look that happy?” Eleanor looked back at her eldest daughter-in-law.

“Definitely, your mouth is almost stretching to the back of your ears!” Charlotte laughed.

Eleanor hadn’t noticed, “Really?”

Charlotte nodded and then asked, “When did you learn how to knit sweaters?”

“I can’t knit sweaters. I’m just knitting a scarf.” Eleanor replied.

“That’s still pretty impressive.” Charlotte continued.

“Knitting a scarf is easy, do you want to learn?” Eleanor asked.

Charlotte quickly waved her hand, declining. How could she learn this kind of thing?

“Is this for the third son?”

Charlotte asked knowingly.

“No,” Eleanor shook her head.

Charlotte looked very surprised, “Then, who are you knitting it for?”

That was indeed odd.

“It’s for Viola,” Eleanor answered.

Viola?

Charlotte was taken aback, and then she realized, could Eleanor’s “Viola” be referring to Viola Thompson?

“You, you mean Viola Thompson?” Charlotte asked very uncertainly.

Eleanor nodded, “Yes.’

Charlotte swallowed, and was very surprised.

She didn’t quite understand.

When did Eleanor’s relationship with Viola Thompson become so good?

Could it be…

Because of the Beauty Pills?

Charlotte continued, “Weren’t you not fond of Viola before?”

“That’s because I had a misunderstanding with her before.” Thinking back, Eleanor was actually quite regretful, “Viola is a very good child. It’s Terrence’s good fortune to marry her.”

At this point, Charlotte was completely dumbfounded.

Was this person really still her mother-in-law?

As she said this, Eleanor looked at Charlotte, “Charlotte, we misunderstood Viola before.’

Charlotte felt worse and worse, and continued, “Mom, have you ever thought that those Beauty Pills might not have been made by Viola at all?” She didn’t want to be sisters-in-law with a country girl.

Before, Eleanor was on her side, so she had more confidence.

But now, Eleanor had actually turned against her!

Charlotte simply couldn’t accept it.

“Charlotte, what do you mean?”

Eleanor frowned slightly.

“Exactly what I said!” Charlotte was somewhat agitated, “Mom, think about it. She’s just a village girl, she might not even know anything about herbs, let alone making Beauty Pills, and good ones at that!”

“So, there’s only one explanation: she’s tricking us!’

No matter how Charlotte thought about it, there was only one possible explanation.

“But the Beauty Pills do seem to work very well, how do you explain that?” Eleanor asked.

“I’m not saying the Beauty Pills are fake, just that I don’t know if they were made by her.” Charlotte continued,

After a pause, she added, “l suspect Viola Thompson bought those Beauty

Pills.”

“Bought them?” Eleanor furrowed her brows.

Charlotte nodded, “Yes, bought them. I asked around, and the betrothal gifts we gave to the Thompson Clan were all taken by Viola. Her parents didn’t get a single dime.”

“That’s impossible. Viola isn’t that kind of person,” Eleanor flatly denied.

Viola Thompson was definitely not the kind of person who would buy medicine and deceive others.

“Mom, think about it. If Viola could really make Beauty Pills, would she still study? She could just sell the Beauty Pills directly! With their amazing effect, there would be a huge demand!”

Studying was just for making money.

Based on the sky-high price of one Beauty Pill worth 800,000 =