The person on the other end also said they had tried the loquat paste sold in Melody Summers’s shop and discovered it had a miraculous effect on respiratory and pulmonary issues.

Therefore, they hoped to get Melody Summers’s help in jointly developing this special medicine.

Melody Summers thought about it. ’If this is true, it would be a great service to the nation and its people.’ She replied, "How can you prove you’re a research institute that’s actually cooperating with the government? What if you’re scammers?"

Melody Summers wanted to do her small part for the country, but she was also afraid of being scammed.

Inside the research institute where Paige Walsh worked, an assistant saw Melody Summers’s reply and was overjoyed. He rushed to Paige Walsh’s office and said excitedly, "Professor Walsh! The owner of the Arcadia Shop replied to my message!"

They had only messaged her on a whim, because according to people who had shopped on the platform, the store’s owner was very aloof and never replied to any messages.

One researcher even said he had once tried to pay ten million to the owner for a custom order of honey, but even after a long time, the owner never acknowledged him.

They never expected Melody Summers to actually reply this time! It was a wonderful surprise!

Paige Walsh was also pleasantly surprised.

After seeing Zara Walsh off that day, Paige Walsh had immediately sent the jar of loquat paste to her researchers for analysis.

Paige Walsh didn’t believe a simple loquat paste could be effective against pulmonary problems. ’That’s utter nonsense.’ She believed there had to be some kind of drug mixed into it. If they could just identify that drug, their current predicament would be easily solved.

But the institute’s researchers analyzed it for a long time and, for the life of them, couldn’t identify any medicinal components within it.

Paige Walsh and her team of researchers tried using the loquat paste as an ingredient, adding it proportionally to their existing formula, and discovered the resulting medicine had a miraculous effect—

Adding a minuscule amount of the loquat paste to the drug formula could cure 70% of patients.

If the proportion of loquat paste reached 10%, the resulting medicine could cure almost 99% of patients.

The drug development project had reached a stalemate. After all, with current medical technology, it was extremely difficult to clear contaminants deep within the lungs. Melody Summers’s willingness to reply brought new hope to the entire project team.

Seeing Melody Summers’s reply, Paige Walsh called over the institute’s expert members and the government liaisons assigned to the project.

After a discussion, they photographed their ID cards and parts of the collaborative project proposal. They even took photos of themselves holding their IDs next to the chat screen, then sent all of these pictures to Melody Summers.

Melody Summers looked at the dozens of pictures she received in the chat window, patiently examining them one by one.

When she got to Paige Walsh’s work ID, she froze.

’I can’t believe the person in charge of this institute is Paige Walsh,’ Melody Summers thought with some surprise.

When Melody Summers was in high school, she had gone to Zane Simmons’s house to tutor him and had a strong impression of his mother, Paige Walsh.

Although Paige Walsh was the wife of a wealthy man, she had always been very gentle with her and never acted arrogant or looked down on her.

She had even offered to fund Melody Summers’s university education, but Melody wasn’t short on money at the time, so she declined.

All of the dozens of photos showed the documents next to the chat screen, providing ample proof.

Then, as if they were afraid Melody Summers still wouldn’t believe them, they added that they could meet in person at a government office or a local police station to discuss the details.

Seeing this, Melody Summers let go of her doubts and replied, "How can I help you?"

The other party quickly replied, "We need to purchase this loquat paste in large quantities. Can you supply it to us?"

Melody Summers thought for a moment and replied, "How much do you need?"

The process of making the loquat paste was too complicated. Last time, it had taken Melody Summers a long time just to make over 300 jars.

Melody Summers waited for a moment before the reply came: "For the first batch of medicine, we need at least five thousand jars."

Melody Summers’s vision went dark—

Five thousand jars!

That would take her at least over a week!

Melody Summers broke out in a cold sweat. ’This is the kind of work that’ll break my hands...’

Melody Summers also considered sending them the raw ingredients and letting the institute make it themselves, but she was afraid it wouldn’t have the same effect if it didn’t come from her space.

On Paige Walsh’s end, they waited a long time before seeing Melody Summers’s reply: "I can do it, but I’ll need more than a week to prepare."

Seeing Melody Summers’s reply, the entire research institute was ecstatic. They immediately responded, "No problem. Please provide an account number, and we’ll transfer the money."

The owner of Arcadia was too mysterious and didn’t seem to be in need of money, but the institute was terrified that Melody Summers would back out.

’We should at least transfer a deposit,’ they thought. ’That will show our sincerity.’

Melody Summers thought for a moment and asked, "After this medicine is released to the public, how will it be priced?"

The institute replied, "It will be treated as disaster relief supplies, distributed to various hospitals and emergency response centers, and given for free to residents with pulmonary and respiratory problems."

When Melody Summers read that, she replied, "In that case, I won’t charge anything either. Consider it my contribution to the country."

Melody Summers felt that since it was for the good of the nation and its people, she should do her part.

’Besides, almost all the ingredients come from my space,’ she thought. ’All I’m contributing is my labor.’

Unexpectedly, the people on the other end were incredibly moved. They kept saying they would issue a report to thank Melody Summers for her selflessness.

They also asked if Melody Summers would be willing to be interviewed by a television station, saying they wanted to arrange a special feature on her. In addition to that, they offered to give her the official status of a researcher, which came with a government stipend.

Their enthusiasm made Melody Summers’s skin crawl, and she quickly refused each offer.

’Are you kidding me? I can’t explain the origin of this loquat paste right now. I can’t expose my space.’

She simply asked them for a shipping address and closed the chat window.

Then Melody Summers rolled up her sleeves, ready to pick loquat leaves and brew the paste!

***

For the past few days, Sylvia Lancaster had been in a private hospital room, observing her post-miscarriage confinement. Elaine Hughes and Simon Lancaster were constantly by her side, taking care of her.

But the Sutton Family remained indifferent, never once mentioning bringing her back to the Sutton Villa to be cared for.

This left Sylvia Lancaster feeling incredibly aggrieved. ’If only Mr. and Mrs. Sutton hadn’t listened to that charlatan and spent all this time stirring up trouble, keeping me on edge,’ she thought, ’would I have really lost my child?’

Aside from a single visit from Ethan Sutton, Mr. Sutton, and Mrs. Sutton the day after her miscarriage, none of the Suttons had come to see her for the entire week. Only the Sutton family’s maid came to deliver her three meals a day.

Elaine Hughes fed Sylvia Lancaster the chicken soup sent by the Sutton’s maid and complained, "What on earth is wrong with the Sutton Family? It’s been a whole week, and they haven’t even come to see their daughter-in-law while she’s recovering from her miscarriage..."

Sylvia Lancaster was heartbroken as well. She sent messages to Ethan Sutton, but he barely responded, only telling her to rest well.

Having just lost her child, with no one from her husband’s family coming to see or support her, Sylvia Lancaster felt utterly wronged. She asked Ethan Sutton if the Sutton Family blamed her for not being able to keep the baby.

Ethan Sutton just said she was overthinking it and told her not to let her imagination run wild.

Sylvia Lancaster finished the chicken soup, took out her phone, and was about to send Ethan Sutton a message—

She wanted to tell him that once she recovered, they could try for another child.

Just then, the door to her hospital room was thrown open with a BANG.

Sylvia Lancaster jumped in fright. Looking up, she saw Ethan Sutton at the door, his face contorted with rage.

Elaine Hughes was just about to greet him when Ethan Sutton strode forward, grabbed Sylvia Lancaster as she lay in bed, and roared, "Sylvia Lancaster, how dare you do this to me! How dare you cuckold me!"