"She knew about the condition you set, yet she still participated in the auction. It was nothing more than an attempt to use her power to intimidate you! You just saw her, sir. You must have been greatly aggrieved. As her sister, I apologize to you on her behalf..."
Aubrey's expression grew stranger the more he listened. Before Queena could finish, he suddenly cut her off. "Are you really her sister, or some kind of enemy? Don't think an old man like me can't see through all that two-faced, manipulative talk, do you?"
He had watched enough television with his precious granddaughter to recognize a schemer when he saw one!
Though the old man had a peculiar temper and was difficult to get along with, he had no fondness for someone who slandered her own sister. He spoke bluntly, "You certainly are shameless. I can't give you that chance. The prescription is no longer with me. Please leave!"
With that, he couldn't be bothered to hear another word from Queena and slammed the door with a loud "bang."
Caught off guard, Queena nearly got hit in the face by the door. She stood there in a daze for several seconds, unable to process what had just happened.
A moment later, her face twisted in fury, unsure whether to be angrier at Aubrey's attitude or at the shocking fact that Anastasia had actually taken the prescription!
But that shouldn't be possible!
What on earth had happened?
Why would the eccentric and unapproachable Mr. Brown defend Anastasia?! An incompetent fool like her should have been the exact type of person he despised!
And how did Anastasia manage to take the prescription? She shouldn't have had the ability to complete it!
After thinking it over with a storm of anger in her mind, Queena finally concluded that Anastasia must have used Harrison's status to pressure him and forcibly take the prescription!
As for Mr. Brown's rude behavior toward her, that couldn't be explained by logic. Everyone knew the old man had a bad temper. He was probably just in a bad mood and took it out on her...
After casting a dark glance at the closed door of the lounge, Queena turned and walked away.
There were plenty of respected elders in various circles, and he had never seen Harrison show this much deference to any of them before. Other than having the good sense to appreciate his Anastasia, what made this Mr. Brown any different?
He grumbled internally, but Marcus knew that this last point alone was enough to make Mr. Brown special in Harrison's eyes.
"Why didn't you agree, Anastasia?" Barnett asked, a little confused.
Anastasia smiled. "Mr. Brown is wonderful, but I already have a teacher in mind."
Harrison smiled knowingly. "Old Mr. Bruno from the Austin family?"
"That's right!" Anastasia admitted openly, then turned to him in confusion. "But hubby, how did you know?"
Harrison smiled faintly. "You had some business dealings with the Austin family before. I just guessed."

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