Pippa was taken aback and chuckled, “That's simple. She's here. You can ask her to cook.” Aubree seldom made such a request before. Aubree hesitated, wondering if lvan would be unhappy if she did so. Also, the stubborn lady didn't want Jennifer to know she liked her cooking.

Pippa had been taking care of her for years, so she could read Aubree's mind easily. She bent over and whispered in Aubree's ear with a warm smile, "Madam Aubree, please let me handle this matter. I'll talk to her. She won't know anything.”

Watching Pippa go upstairs, Aubree heaved a sigh.

Jennifer had successfully developed a bottle of medicine. She happily put a tag on it.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Marsh." Pippa entered the lab. Behind Aubree, Pippa always addressed Jennifer in that way.

Jennifer looked at her. "Yes, Pippa?" She shook the bottle in her hand excitedly. "Look. This is my research result today. It can repair all kinds of skin with necrosis.”

“You are indeed wonderful." Pippa admired her from the bottom of her heart. "Once it can be produced in factories, then It'll benefit people all over the world."

"Exactly! I'll send the sample to the research department. Hopefully, it'll help more patients.”

Pippa was moved. With mixed feelings, she said solemnly, "Mrs. Marsh, I want to apologize to you on Madam Aubree's behalf." Jennifer was surprised for a moment, and the she smiled. "Let the bygones be bygones. I can understand her."

tonight?" Pippa asked bluntly. "I want Mr. Marsh to have dinner with Madam Aubree. I heard Mr. Marsh only ate your

to improve the

After all, this is her house. I'm afraid she'll be angry without informing her. The children will

overjoyed. "I won't hold you up for too long. You

"All right. Thanks."

"Mrs. Marsh,

checked the time and decided

the kitchen. She put

Living room.

number on the landline phone. “Ivan, your wife is

cooked. I want to

prestigious and wealthy family. She would never want him to do the

went on, her son would become an

Ivan should find a woman who loved him instead of a woman

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