It wasn't until she began to speak, hinting, "I can tell you a secret, about Julion Johnsons..."
At that moment, Sophie Foster's eyes lit up with joy, as she hurriedly invited her into the room, ushered her to sit on a cushioned chair, and brewed a cup of beauty-maintaining tea for her. "Your skin doesn't look very good, and you seem pale. Try our family's heirloom honey ginseng beauty tea, you'll see a change after one cup."
"Thank you, Miss Foster." The woman didn't say that she already knew her family was in the tea business and that such an heirloom beauty tea was not rare.
Indeed, as Sophie Foster had said, after one cup, the years of pent-up pain and bitterness seemed to evaporate, and her brow became calm and serene.
The color returned to her face almost instantly, no longer appearing as aged as before.
