Chapter 1783


    Ms. Be’s simple words was able to make him quit smoking?


    "You haven’t told me, why are you so fixated on that ind?" Sean wondered.


    That ind was nothing but overgrown with weeds, yet his sister seemed oddly interested.


    "It''s because the ind is teeming with rare herbs."


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    Sean was floored by the revtion.


    "Take for example the hairyvein agrimony on the ind. I used to need a dozen different nts to


    mimic 80% of its effects, but that ind is full of hairyvein agrimony. No need for me to go through all


    the trouble of concocting it."


    "How did you even know that stuff was there?"


    "Some folks spotted what looked like hairyvein agrimony floating in the sea after thatst mega-storm.


    Investigationster revealed the ind was a goldmine of rare herbs."


    Steward''s eyes widened in shock, having never imagined that the weeds on that ind could be so


    precious. No wonder Be was hell-bent on getting her hands on it.


    "Els Ind''s got this unique climate, perfect for nurturing the most delicate of herbs. I want to buy it and


    transfer my own garden there. It''ll be a research haven."


    Sean had an epiphany. So that was why she was after the ind - it had real significance. His sister, a


    veritable genius in the medical field, dabbling in research was only natural.


    Recalling how he''d tried to make things difficult for her, refusing to let her get the ind too easily, even


    inviting her to his Ind for a ''talk'', hoping to scare her and watch her make a fool of herself.


    Steward, too, seemed to recall the stunt, observing Ms. Collins''s reaction with a mix of embarrassment


    and anxiety.


    Even though Ms. Collins emerged unscathed that night, with the ind''s animals bizarrely heeding her


    everymand, it was still a prank and they feared she might hold a grudge.


    "Uh, Sean, we''ve got plenty of hands in Belloria who could help Ms. Collins with her herb nting!"


    Steward blurted out, eager to change the subject.


    Sean thought it was a good idea, turning to his sister, "What do you think?"


    "Some herbs are fickle; they need constant care. Too heavy or too light a touch and they die. I''ve


    already arranged for people to handle it."


    "Sis, do you have some other identity that I don’t know about?"


    Her ease inmanding people, her constant entourage, no ordinary person could boast such skill or


    influence. Who was she, really??


    "You''ll find out in time." Arabe said without boasting or revealing her identity, "Sean, you sure have


    some unique tastes in pets, keeping ones that are so different from everyone else."


    Sean felt a chill. He was done for.


    He shot Steward a look, and Steward felt the same sense of doom, sensing Ms. Be was about to


    settle scores. What now? Could he make an excuse and get out of there in time?! He wasn''t about to


    take the fall for this!!


    Then it hit him!! Wiping the sweat from his brow, he blurted out, "Ms. Collins, Sean''s got a bunch of


    inds at his disposal."


    "Yeah, yeah!" Sean chimed in, desperate, "Pick any you like; they''re yours for the choosing."


    Arabe''s lips curled into an amused smile, "If you’re charging that much for a weed-infested rock, I


    doubt I could afford the others."