Under the heiress facade

Wayne earned a living by helping villagers with transportation using an old truck, and he had selflessly financed Everly's education.

Wayne and Everly lived modestly, so Hera was deeply moved when they offered their hard-earned savings.

She gently rejected the money.

"Thank you, but there's no need. Don't worry about the money. I can handle it. You two should head back and rest."

They both knew about Hera being taken away by wealthy city dwellers last year. But five million dollars was beyond their grasp. They couldn't fathom a family wealthy enough to casually come up with such a

sum.

However, Hera was so resolute that Wayne had no choice but to pocket the money again.

After a sleepless night at the hospital and a morning of borrowing money, Wayne decided to return home to rest, while Everly insisted on staying to help.

Everly and Hera were of the same age. Everly had studied medicine with Catherine since childhood. Although less adept in medical skills, she excelled in preparing medicinal meals.

After Hera administered acupuncture to Catherine to disperse the blood clot, she prescribed an herbal formula and sent Everly to the pharmacy to purchase the necessary herbs. Afterward, Everly borrowed the kitchen to brew the medicine.

Catherine woke up, looking much better after

Hera was still worried and insisted Catherine stay in the hospital for observation another day before allowing her to return home the following

the next morning, Wayne drove over to pick

the vehicle, "Wayne, could you

day, and Catherine didn't

someone, and their

when she

was oblivious to their

we have lunch

meal together. I'll start cooking now," Everly

be best for Hera to stay. She had always admired Hera's wisdom since she was young and believed she could handle the situation. "I'm

hidden under the flowerpot by the gate and unlocked the door. Inside, the living room was still a mess from the loan sharks' recent visit in attempting to collect the debts. Catherine hadn't had a chance to tidy up. Catherine couldn't stop Hera in time, so she said

"Where's Giselle?"

sharply. Her expression was cold as

pursed her lips, and the two

Catherine replied, righting an overturned chair and sitting on it with

Catherine's weathered figure, Hera suddenly felt a mix of

herself to scold her. She would always turn away as she was doing at that moment and be angry with herself. Hera walked