Chapter 3: The Mother-In-Law Has Arrived

The interview went well. Alva had a nice appearance, good skin, and a gentle aura that was well-suited to cosmetics sales. She started working the very same day.

Alva worked in the Itokin Building. It was the largest shopping mall in Virginia and catered to mid-to-high-class consumers. It saw high volumes of traffic every day.

Alva worked hard. She was the first one to come in and the last one to leave every day. She learned about cosmetics, took notes, shadowed other clerks as they sold products, and put what she learned into practice immediately. In just a few days, she was already familiar with the process.

The store manager noticed her effort and was very satisfied with her work ethic.

One day, Alva successfully sold one of their products and was seeing the customer off when her phone rang.

Alva said to the store manager, “Manager, I have to take this call.”

Bosses tend to like hardworking and motivated employees. Naturally, they can be very accommodating to said employees.

“Go ahead.”

Alva walked inside the storage room with her phone. When

she saw the word mother-in-law displayed on the screen, the smile on her face froze and was soon replaced by

nervousness.

A year ago, when Uriah wanted to marry her, the Irwin Family strongly disagreed. But no matter how much they insisted otherwise, they could not deter Uriah.

two elders had never recognized her as their daughter-in-law. Uriah fiercely defended her and told her

the first time Uriah brought her home to meet

a year.

was calling, it was impossible for Alva

there

the Thia Restaurant next door. Get over here

was awful, but she seemed levelheaded. She didn’t lose her temper with Alva over the

her mother-in-law hung up

thought about calling Uriah to tell him about her meeting with his

after considering their current

and went outside to ask the store manager if she could get off work early.

next door and the waiter led her to the private

no one else in the

over and

to her feet and back again, her brow knitting tighter and tighter, “Have

stopped by to see her son as well, but before she could go

run out of money for

her features

instead of answering her, Alva looked at her

that

darkened when Alva didn’t say anything. “Are you listening to me or not?”

were they? No wonder her son had also thrown etiquette out the window once

and hurriedly waved her

Mom. I…”

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