The documentary on the big screen concluded with a showcase of honors bestowed upon Paige Walsh’s research institute by national departments, the provincial government, and the Anworth City Government.
Once launched, the new miracle drug was rapidly distributed nationwide. It was like a ray of light, piercing through layers of darkness and giving hope to those struggling to survive the natural disasters.
Then, amidst a round of applause, Paige Walsh, dressed in a formal gown, walked onto the stage and began her speech.
Paige Walsh, now in her forties, was in high spirits. Her demeanor was poised and her speech was concise and competent, making it clear that her roles as a wife and mother had not hindered her from pursuing her own ambitions.
She thanked all the members of her research institute, as well as the experts from government departments who provided technical support and the staff who acted as liaisons.
To Melody Summers’ surprise, although Paige Walsh’s speech was brief, she dedicated the largest portion of it to thanking her specifically—
"The development of this miracle drug would not have been possible without the help of the owner of a place called the Arcadia Shop. When our project hit a bottleneck, she was the one who contributed the core ingredient..."
"You could say that without her, this miracle drug would never have been successfully brought into the world..."
"Unfortunately, she is truly indifferent to fame and fortune. Despite our repeated attempts to contact her and have her claim the honor that is rightfully hers, she has never provided us with her personal information..."
"Not only that, she didn’t even accept a single cent in payment, supporting our research completely free of charge..."
"She is the very definition of selfless! We will hold this honor for her indefinitely, and wait for the day she comes to claim it..."
As Melody Summers listened, she felt the back of her ears grow warm, and she touched her nose in embarrassment.
’Paige Walsh is exaggerating,’ she thought. The drug’s development was thanks to the hard work of the research institute members and government staff. All she did was make some loquat paste!
Paige Walsh’s praise was just too much. Melody Summers raised a hand to rub her warm cheeks.
Around the banquet hall, many people began to murmur amongst themselves, discussing the owner of this Arcadia shop and speculating about who she might be. Their hushed conversations were filled with admiration and praise.
After all, in this day and age, anyone so selfless as to contribute a core ingredient for free and then seek no credit for it could truly be called a saint.
Hearing their discussions, Melody Summers couldn’t stop the corners of her lips from curling up. She nearly lost herself in all the praise.
Soon, Paige Walsh concluded her speech, and the room once again erupted in thunderous applause.
The lights in the banquet hall then came up, and as a melodious song began to play, the banquet officially commenced.
Zara Walsh turned to say something to Zane Simmons, but he beat her to it, rising to his feet. He turned to Joanne White and said, "Come on. Let’s go toast my mom."
Looking both surprised and flattered, Joanne White nodded, picked up her wine glass, and left with her arm linked through Zane Simmons’s.
Seeing this, Zara Walsh started to get up and follow, but Kylie Walsh, who was beside her, stopped her.
Kylie Walsh gave a slight shake of her head, signaling for her to calm down and not be rash.
Zara Walsh had no choice but to sit back down. She petulantly picked up her wine glass and drained it in one go.
Soon, the hotel staff came over. Well-trained, they cleared away the dessert plates and then began bringing out one exquisite dish after another.
Melody Summers had stayed at The Nimbus Hotel before, back when the wildfire broke out on the mountain behind The Metropolis Residences, so she knew the chefs in the buffet restaurant were incredibly skilled.
The head chef for this banquet was even more exceptional. The exquisite dishes gave off an enticing aroma, and every single one looked mouth-watering.

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