Five hundred dollars? That was so expensive!
The pharmacist chuckled, "Madam, there are a couple of high-end supplements in this prescription. Your cost is already a discounted rate."
Discounted? That still seemed like highway robbery!
Carole was taken aback and quickly tugged at Anthea's sleeve, "Ann, let's bail on this. I’m doing alright and don't need this stuff. With a couple of days of rest, I'll be as good as new."
"If you're not interested, no skin off my nose," the pharmacist said, taking back the medicine.
Anthea patted Carole's hand with a reassuring smile and faced the pharmacist, "We'll take them. Here's the cash." As she spoke, Anthea pulled out the exact amount from her pocket and handed it over.
The pharmacist fed the bills into the cash counter, exactly five hundred dollars.
Carole was heartbroken, "Ann, I’m really fine!"
"Mom, money comes and goes, but you only live once," Anthea said earnestly.
"Your daughter is right. How could five hundred dollars compared to your health?" the pharmacist handed the supplements over to Carole. "Madam, you've raised a fine daughter!"
"Thank you," Carole said, accepting the bag.
Leaving the pharmacy, Anthea then headed to the market.
She planned to buy some fresh fish and meat. Carole needed to build her strength.
At the Morris family.
Rebecca had been a heiress in her past life, so she adapted to the lavish lifestyle of the wealthy quite easily.
What she couldn't get used to was the absence of Anthea, that infuriating bitch, from the Morris family.
In her previous life, Rebecca found some perverse pleasure in tormenting Anthea when boredom struck. Now, something felt amiss.
Lost in thought, a system notification beep echoed in her mind.
Rebecca quickly accessed the invisible control panel.

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