Chapter 229 Empress Balm
Chapter 229 Empress Balm
In Regal Glade, everyone respectfully addressed her as Ms. Martha.
“Mrs. Melanie.”
Martha Grant stepped behind Melanie, her head bowed, and awaited her orders. In actuality, she could already tell what Melanie intended to do.
Melanie instructed, “Go get my Empress Balm.
“That stuff really/works wonders for itching.”
Melanie was generous. She had a plethora of fine items at her disposal; every time Truman returned from a trip, he brought back unique treasures.
Her little vault was practically overflowing.
However, even amidst all her riches, the Empress Balm was among the most valuable.
She only used it on her face when her skin was exceptionally sensitive.
Melody was merely having an allergic reaction.
She could easily wait for the doctor to prescribe some medicine, but Melanie couldn’t bear to see her daughter–in–law suffer, so she made the painful decision to part with something precious.
Even though Martha had guessed her employer’s intentions, she couldn’t help but pause when she heard Melanie unhesitatingly offer the Empress Balm,
Martha reminded Mrs. Melanie, There’s only a little bit left. You’re reluctant to use it yourself.”
This was a rare treasure that was hard to come by. It fell like a waste if its sole purpose was to soothe red, itchy skin.
Cleussauan knew too well the value of Empress Balm and had no way to get it.
It was said to be a royal remedy from a securely to this day.
century ago.
Other than the queen, historical records showed that only princesses used it.
The exquisitely crafted marble box kept the imperial skincare product effective even after all these years.
In this context, Melanie’s act of applying the Empress Balm was akin to smashing ten exquisite antique vases just to use their shards as face cream
And now, Melanie intended not only to apply it to herself but also to share it with Melody?
She shot Martha a glance, her voice tinged with annoyance. “What are you waiting for? People are always more important than medicine!
“I can always stop using the Empress Balm after this, what’s the big deal?”
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The beauty–obsessed Melanie was stung with deep pain when she had made such a sacrifice.
But she didn’t hesitate.
Around the tea table, three tall men leaned in.
Melody felt the prickling numb sensation on her scalp, Instinctively, she pushed them away slightly and whispered, “I’m fine it’s just a minor allergy.”
She spoke the truth.
Allergies came in different levels.
She had a severe allergy to mango.
However, the reaction to the Cacroce was merely superficial; it looked alarming but was just some initial itchiness and red bumps that would fade in a day or two.
Even an IV drop wouldn’t be necessary.
Once she had silently coordinated with the trio, Melody suddenly covered her face in horror. She screamed, backing away as if she had received a devastating blow.
“Urghhhh! What happened to my face?”
“Why are there so many red bumps? Am I going to be disfigured?”
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The young girl had a talent for drama.
With her wide, frightened eyes and a quivering lip, even Truman felt a pang of concern. He wanted to comfort her but managed to hold back.
In the Moores, everyone was a seasoned actor.
They could tell at a glance that someone was scheming against Melody.
Given Melody’s exaggerated performance, it was clear that it was Amanda who had initiated this situation. However, Amanda was just a pawn in a larger game.
Melody was trying to uncover who was truly behind this.
Truman frowned, a glimmer of theatrical instinct igniting within him.
He chided Melody and shot her with an impatient glare
“Melody, you’re not seriously contagious, are you? It’s one thing for you to be sick, but don’t infect the distinguished guests at my tea banquet!”
Just then, while he was iminersed in his role, a sharp pinch at his backside startled him.
“Ouch! Hey, that’s hurt!
“Wify, stop pinching or I’ll bruise!”
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Truman was enraged. He urned and found his wife glaring at him with those captivating, fiery eyes.
Her fingers still gripped his backside tightly.
The next moment, Melanie snapped, “Truman, are you trying to go against me?
“Step aside! Melody is my daughter–in–law, and I’ll take good care of her.”
With that, she genuinely kicked Truman aside,
She walked over to Melody and tossed a marble bottle to her palm.
The stunning woman casually waved a Lace Trimmed Victorian Rose Fan, her brows arching in delight as she said, “Here, the last bit of Empress Balm, Consider yourself lucky.”
Melody glanced between the wronged Truman and he haughty stepmother–in–law, thinking that this couple was adorable.
Edward observed the scene, his eyebrows raised in surprise as he looked at Melanie.
Is that woman willing to part with such a treasure?
Alfred gaped, nearly dislocating his jaw “Mom, do you really care so much for Melody? Isn’t that too
much? What about me?
Tm the son you give birth to too, and you’ve never offered me a single gram”
Melanie shot Alfred a disdainful look, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Hmph, and you think you’re worthy?”
Alfred fell silent and thought no one would understand his feelings.
In that moment, he questioned his mother’s true sexual orientation–that she could be gay.
