Hearing what Mark just said, Cecilia paused for a moment, her thoughts spinning like a whirlwind. She slowly took the phone away from her ear, stared at the screen for a second like she was trying to confirm if she had actually heard right and then gently pressed it back against her cheek.
Her voice was calm, but there was a subtle weight in her tone now. "Well," she said slowly, "if he really wants to give me something like that…" She let the words sit in the air for a second. "Even though I still find it hard to believe."
She leaned back in her seat and rested her elbow on the edge of the window, her other hand tapping the steering wheel lightly. "Because… Mark, I've read things about that herb," she continued, her voice now lower, thoughtful. "The 'King of Herbs' isn't just some regular plant. That's something people have killed for. It's that rare. That valuable. And someone like him offering it just like that…" She shook her head. "It almost feels… unreal."
