Chapter 479


    Most massage devices on the market were of the microcurrent type, but many people weren’t really


    into that. They preferred the traditional massage method instead. Although a lot of manufacturers


    imed their products use physical massage, only the one she made can truly émte human hand


    kneading. The massage device she designed felt like real hands massaging shoulders. She spent


    several days of her free time tweaking and improving it bit by bit. Her assistant, seeing that she finally


    finished, couldn’t help but reach out and say, “Boss, can I give it a whirl?“”


    Arabe gave him a re, and he immediately got the message, withdrawing his hand.


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    He thought to himself, ‘Man, the boss’s re is intense. If you didn’t know better, you’d think he was


    reaching for her life, not a massage device.’ “Boss, are we selling this on the market? It feels really nice


    to use.”


    “It’s for the olddy.” Her response indicated that this product wasn’t for public sale.


    The massage device had various functions, like heat therapy, finger massage, etc.


    Just then, Arabe’s phone started vibrating. She nced at it and saw that it was a call from Grandpa


    Alberto.


    “Grandpa,” she put in her earphones, tapped to answer, and continued with her work.


    “What are you up to, kid?” Alberto Rollins‘ voice came through from the other side.


    Even though it was through a call, Arabe could imagine him–lively and full of energy.


    She told him what she was doing: “I’m making a sleep aid sachet, some herbal packs for foot baths,


    and a massage device.”


    “Can I have some too?” Alberto especially liked her inventions, finding them very useful. Like the pills


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    she gave himst time, they really helped clear his mind and boost his energy.


    Arabe agreed quickly: “The herbs, sure. But not the massage device; I just don’t have the time to


    make another one. You could buy one from the market.”


    “You little scamp,” Alberto chuckled. Many people wanted to give him gifts, but this kid wasn’t so


    willing.


    “Has your Granny taken the medicine six times now? Can she have the surgery in a few days?” This


    was what Alberto cared about the most.


    “Yep, that’s correct.”


    Thanks to the medicine, she wasn’t as weak as before; at least she could lie on the operating table


    steadily, which put Arabe at ease for the surgery.


    “How sure are you?” Grandpa Alberto asked.


    Arabe chuckled. “If you don’t trust my medical skills, how about letting Grandpa James do the


    surgery?”


    “I don’t want that old fart to operate! He’s so old, his eyes are probably blurry. He probably can’t even


    tell where the heart is. I’d rather you do it; I’d feel safer.”


    Arabeughed even harder. “I know you care a lot about Granny, it’s just that you can’t show it


    publicly.”


    “I heard from you that your Granny doesn’t want to live with her son and daughter–inw after she’s


    discharged.”


    “Yes, she has a few houses of her own; she just hasn’t decided which one to live in yet and hasn’t had


    anyone clean them.”


    “That’s easy; just tell me the address when the timees, and I’ll send people to clean it! If she


    doesn’t want to be disturbed, she can live in your house or mine, as long as she’sfortable. No


    matter what type or style she likes, we can amodate her! Feel free to pick.”


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