My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 351

Chapter 351 Thank Goodness for Ms Robin

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Alfred’s eyes softened as he met her radiant sinile. With deep sincerity, he said, “Thank you, Ms. Nelson. Thank you for coming into Mr. Emyr’s life.”

Had Ms. Nelson not stepped into Mr. Emyr’s world without hesitation, he would still be lost, caged by his own despair.

But she appears–like a beam of light no darkness can resist–restoring his spirit and breathing new life into his heart, Alfred secretly thought to himself.

“Alfred, you are exaggerating!”

Charmaine continued consoling Alfred. After a moment’s thought, she asked, “What kind of birthday gifts has Mr. Emyr received before?”

Alfred wiped away a tear and began listing the gifts Emyr had received in the past. “The crocodile pond was the gift Mr. Emyr’s grandfather gave him for his seventh birthday. The Maybach convoy was the present his father gave him for his coming–of–age birthday, and the Monet painting in the study is…”

Charmaine’s lips twitched slightly as she added, “Uh, I think I can come up with a birthday gift on my own! Alfred, I’m heading to work now.”

“Yes, as long as it’s from you, Mr, Emyr will definitely like it. Remember that sapphire brooch you gave him before? He wears it all the time.”

Charmaine blushed as she remembered that just a few days ago, he had worn that very brooch to an investor dinner.

harsh, unforgiving rebuke coming from inside. “How long are you going to keep up this pace of preparing medicine? Are you planning to make the patients wait

voice was all too familiar–it was Freya’s.

of trouble was she

at the window of the Traditional Medicine Dispensary.

They were being scolded by Freya–each one lowering their head–yet their hands kept moving steadily, albeit slowly and methodically. With her hands on her hips, Freya barked orders as if

of this size, can’t you find a few electronic scales? How much time are you going to waste weighing herbs manually?” she thundered.

the ignorant

her face set in a cold expression. The moment she appeared, the staff inside lit up as if they’d seen a savior, exclaiming, “Ms. Robin!”

its focus

of her,

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and Freya had no dealings–why was Freya staring at her with such hate? Could it

meant to trouble anyone. The ingredients are so

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