They held the warm bowls, picked up their silverware, and took a bite. Their eyes instantly lit up.
The flavor...
It was incredibly delicious!
There wasn't a trace of the bitter grit usually associated with traditional medicine, nor was there any clinical aftertaste.
There was only a rich, savory warmth that melted on their tongues, instantly reviving their suppressed appetites.
Unable to hold back, they eagerly took several large bites before praising her excitedly. "This is amazing! Serena, your cooking is out of this world!"
"I'm just glad you like it," Serena smiled warmly. "I'll make you something else next time."
Watching the intimate, untouchable bond between Serena and the two elders.
Isabella fought to keep her composure, but a suffocating wave of jealousy burned her throat.
This country girl was getting too good at playing games!
She was using these pathetic, manipulative tactics to completely monopolize their affection.
She was trying to steal everything that rightfully belonged to her!
Isabella's eyes flashed as she forced a bright smile. "Your medical skills really are impressive, Serena. If Dr. Baldur admires you this much... Anna, if she says she can get Mr. White down here, I think she might actually be telling the truth."
"Impossible!" Anna took the bait instantly. She was already boiling with rage over Serena stealing the spotlight and making her look like a fool.
Hearing Isabella's comment pushed her over the edge, her voice turning shrill. "Someone like Mr. White... even if my dad came down here, he wouldn't be guaranteed an audience! Isabella, do you actually believe she has the pull to summon him?"
She shot Serena a look of pure disdain and suddenly burst out laughing. "If she actually pulls that off, I'll hand over the keys to the supercar my dad bought me for my eighteenth birthday!"
The second the words left Anna's mouth.

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