Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 815

Anastasia said, “First, tell me what you need.”

Marlon’s excitement cooled abruptly. He shook his head, a hint of displeasure in his voice. “You don’t even know what I’m looking for, yet you make such a bold claim!”

Anastasia remained calm. “I wouldn’t say it if I weren’t confident. Mr. Clark, all you need to do is tell me which herbs you require.”

Marlon hesitated, starting to take her words to heart.

It was true. Although Barry had made a promise, he hadn’t seen a single one of the herbs yet.

What if it was a lie? What if, as Anastasia suggested, the herbs were real but unusable?

He would end up losing on both fronts.

After a moment’s hesitation, he decided to test her, naming the three rarest and most critical herbs he needed.

If Anastasia didn’t have these, there was no point in continuing the conversation.

Upon hearing the names, Anastasia raised an eyebrow.

“What a coincidence. I have all of them.”

She didn’t waste any time and immediately contacted Joseph.

After she came to Riverton, she had put Joseph in full charge of the research institute. She had also moved the herbs she was cultivating at Rosewood Manor to the institute for him to care for.

She had taught him all her cultivation methods as well.

She wasn't sure how much Joseph had learned, but the herbs Marlon needed were ones she had successfully grown herself!

“You’re at the institute now, right?” she instructed Joseph. “Take a picture of these herbs and send it to me.”

The contract signing went smoothly. A complete reversal from before, Marlon was now humble and accommodating, conceding to every point the Lancaster Group raised.

Watching this, Anastasia found herself warming up to the man.

Although he had caused trouble for Harrison, he had done it for his sick family member. To risk his integrity and offend the formidable Mr. Harrison Lancaster for his family was, in a way, admirable.

So, as a final thought, she asked one more question, “If you don’t mind my asking, what illness does your family member have?”

Marlon sighed at the question. “It’s my wife. She was always frail, but after giving birth to our youngest son, her health deteriorated rapidly. For the past six months, she’s been coughing up blood…”

As he spoke, Marlon, a grown man, had tears welling in his eyes. “We’ve been to countless hospitals, but nothing has worked. One doctor even told me she only has a few years left and that I should prepare myself.”

“Then, just a little while ago, I met a doctor who said he could cure her, but he needed me to procure these herbs!”