When they heard Helena's voice and saw that she was holding a cell phone, everyone hurried around.Just then, a cute female broadcasting live on a cell phone screen appeared. Her face had a youthful, vibrant aspect. The girl's face looked to gleam like a pearl, even though she didn't have as much makeup on as Helena had.The inside of the ultra-luxury class house that the girl was exposed to was what grabbed the attention of everyone watching the live broadcast.Numerous people swimming in the backyard, which leads to the east side of Accoeast City, can be explained by the presence of a swimming pool. Even just gazing at the pool's waterfalls on a phone screen would entice you to cool off on this steamy afternoon because of their organic appearance.The girl strolled about the house's expansive courtyard with professionalism, admiring the beautiful flowers that appeared to have been tended to by a gardener. There were over five rooms on the first level alone, not to mention a private
The epicenter of the alternative health industry, the Silk Road, is home to several healers, medicine men, and vendors of nationally renowned herbal substances. Let's say someone is seeking a substitute for Western medicine. The Silk Road, which offers a wide range of prices for traditional healers and herbs, is the best place to go in that situation.But there is a section of Silk Road referred to as the "black market." It sells products that are hard to value. It sells products that are hard to value since it is impossible to forecast an item's legitimacy, effectiveness, or source."Luck can bring great benefits, but misfortune can mean only useless rubbish."The aforementioned remark makes the point that anything sold on the black market is dubious about its validity and that it frequently depends on chance. The authenticity of the plants and antiques being offered there can only be determined by a select few. Experts with this kind of assessment are typically data healers with anc
Levi Martin hesitated for a while, seeing in the youngster's eyes a sign of intelligence and intentness on placing a bid for the clam shell in his hand.It was well known that Levi Martin was a very wary individual. Levi's heart faltered at the sight of this intelligent, good-looking young man, even though he didn't like the clamshells he'd just purchased and thought they were just rubbish. Questions began to cross his mind: "Are these clamshells actually useless? Why would this bright young man purchase them from Arthur, the proprietor of the Metro Memoir Shop, for an identical or even greater sum than I did?"But while Levi was still undecided, Arthur, the store owner, shrewdly counseled him, saying, "Mr. Levi, this is the best offer this young master has made." Should you decline the $10,000 offer, the price may drop to less than $2000 when you try to sell it again."In an attempt to protect himself from Levi's rage, who appeared to wish to ruin his shop, Arthur was acting a little
Taylor finished up at the Metro Memoir Shop, picked up a ten-year-old clam shell, and headed home.Seeing Levi Martin and his two bouncers, who were pallid and tumbled over the floor due to paralysis, there was not even the slightest trace of sympathy. The three ailing individuals were enveloped in excruciating pain.When I got home, night had fallen.Swiftly entering the lab, Taylor started the experiment using Formula Number 6."Hopefully, this time, with the natural whitening ingredient of ten-year-old pearl shells, my formula will be perfect!"Taylor started with a Bunsen heater and a big Erlenmeyer tube.She started by crushing a little quantity of pearl shells that were 10 years old.Taylor was hoping that the whitening and skin-tightening properties of the lotion would come from these ancient pearl shells. Naturally, these pearl shells had advantages that Levi and Arthur at the Metro Memoir Shop were unaware of. It needs to be carved in a pattern even though it is used as a wal
That morning, Taylor wasn't quite ready to go meet Theresia. Taylor wanted to go swimming this morning because of the refreshingly cool air and the crystal-clear water of the pool beside the home.Daisy passed him, phone to ear, while he was pulling on his short, tight swimming trunks.Daisy handed the phone to Taylor, who had just jumped into the enormous pool, and seemed indifferent despite the fact that Taylor's appearance at the time revealed every appealing aspect of his physique."Professor Isaac Franklin, the head of the Smith Pharmaceutical Laboratory, is calling, Mr. Taylor. He's hoping to talk to you."Taylor was given the office phone by Daisy. Taylor's haughty exit from the pool, which written all over his limbs, made her face flush a little.Following Daisy's departure..."Hello, with Taylor here.""As Mr. Taylor. I am Isaac Franklin, the head of the laboratory at Smith Pharmaceutical. Have you ready the recipe that will be produced in bulk? Recently, during a meeting wit
Taylor was asked to lunch by Theresia after he had finished Aunt Ida's cosmetics."Let's go out to lunch, Mr. Taylor. Theresia said, "I would like to discuss your royalty rate for Rejuvenate cream recipe number seven with you.After that, the two of them strolled to a supermall close to Smith Pharmaceutical's facility.The facility was a trial run, although being big, mostly housed in the skyscraper where Smith Pharmaceuticals had headquarters. The lab and Smith Pharmaceutical's corporate offices were housed in the same structure. Regarding the cream's mass production, the Company intends to do it at a sizable factory outside of the city that is a Smith Company affiliate.+++Theresia and Taylor had a lovely lunch at one of the supermall's upscale eateries.Theresia picked an Italian restaurant for this evening's dinner.Taylor was dumbfounded by the arrangement of the food, which was presented in the following order:**Antipasti:** Carpaccio di Manzo is a classy option for a tasty, l
Theresia Smith and Taylor went inside the cosmetics area where Aunt Ida, the number seven model for Rejuvenate Cream, was working. With lighting, professional cameras, and a film team busily making preparations, the space had the atmosphere of a funeral parlor. The room became tight as Aunt Ida's sobbing reverberated throughout.Aunt Ida was crying, and the entire crew—Professor Arthur, the makeup artist, the photographer, and the cameraman—gathered around her. The middle-aged woman buried her hands over her face in deep anguish.Theresia and Taylor had just arrived, and they were nervous right away. Their minds were filled with a variety of preconceptions and queries. Was Cream Number Seven's experiment a failure? Was Aunt Ida's expression worsening?"Aunt Ida's skin has suffered damage," Taylor worriedly thought.Theresia gently searched for a solution to this delicate circumstance. But more clarification was still required on the response. In an attempt to calm herself, Taylor wipe
Early in the morning, when the sun was already shining red on the Eastern horizon, at the back of the luxurious mansion that was larger than a football field, the sound of water splashing in the swimming pool could be heard.After enjoying his morning coffee and his routine to open the day, Zack Lockhart jumped into the water in the pool made of beautiful and expensive ceramics. All the materials were specially imported from Italy for the ceramic pool fixtures alone. An architect with international experience designed the pool, which is meandering in shape, filled with tropical plants on the left side and coral stones from the Caribbean on the right, coloring the Lockhart family's CEO's morning swim.Despite his age, Zack Lockhart's movements are as agile as a swimmer's. He makes ten laps from end to end in the more than twenty-five-meter-long pool.Meanwhile, the assistant, Oliver Scully, stood by faithfully, waiting for the business anchors and strange developments to be read to the