Ivy Kensington raised an eyebrow: "Sorry, each person can buy only two tubes here."
The Holy Face Cream must be used in sessions; using too much at once will only result in severe skin issues.
Therefore, Ivy Kensington made this rule.
Upon hearing this, Sharon Langley snorted unhappily: "I said I want all of them; don’t give me so much nonsense."
If not for her disdain towards the Shaw family, she wouldn’t have come to this little pharmacy.
Ivy Kensington glanced at the uncovered neck and suddenly said, "Miss, you must have very severe skin problems."
Sharon Langley instinctively covered her face.
Indeed, her face was a disaster area, not only with pimples but also with all kinds of acne and clogged pores.
So bad that people couldn’t bear to look directly.
Such that every time she went out, she wore a mask and sunglasses to hide these flaws.
"If you won’t sell, then don’t! Why ask so many questions!"
Sharon Langley threw down a sentence angrily and was about to walk away.
However, just then, Keith Taylor arrived with Florence Huxley.
Sharon Langley halted, and her anger surged. Pointing at Florence Huxley, she said, "Keith Taylor, who is this!"
Keith Taylor came here today specifically to meet Ivy Kensington. Seeing Sharon Langley, he paused and then said disdainfully, "Sharon Langley, I’ve said before, I’m not interested in you. With that pockmarked face, you make me lose my appetite."
The Taylor family and Langley family have a marriage agreement.
Sharon Langley is Keith Taylor’s fiancée, but for years, Keith Taylor found her ugly and refused to marry her.
Now he’s brazenly flaunting Florence Huxley, this mistress, before her. Sharon Langley’s eyes reddened with anger.
"Keith Taylor, you bastard, do you think I want you!"
"Ugly freak, if you’re so ugly, don’t scare people," Florence Huxley snuggled up to Keith Taylor, laughing proudly, "Look at your face, you don’t even dare show it. Why would Master Taylor marry you? Just for all those pimples?"
Tears rolled down Sharon Langley’s face, and she also hated it; hated these pimples that wouldn’t go away!
"Ugly freak, just get lost. Hurry up and break off the engagement with the Taylor family, and find some man with a pockmarked face like yours to marry,"
Florence Huxley mocked.
Keith Taylor added, "Even if I slept with a beggar, I wouldn’t sleep with you! Disgusting."
Sharon Langley was humiliated by the two, unable to say a word, and she ran away with red eyes.
Ivy Kensington’s brow furrowed tightly. Although she didn’t see Sharon Langley’s face clearly just now, these two were indeed too much.
"Close the door, and throw these two out."
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However, the assistant walked over to Florence Huxley and said, "Sorry, I am now Miss Huxley’s person."
He was the one who leaked the formula for the Holy Face Cream.
Florence Huxley burst into laughter: "Ivy Kensington, you have some skills indeed, creating something like the Holy Face Cream. But it’s a pity you’re too foolish, not knowing there’s a problem with people around you."
Ivy Kensington wasn’t too surprised, after all, the leak of the Holy Face Cream surely indicated a mole in the pharmacy.
Elder Huxley said angrily: "Florence, you’re indeed frightening now!"
The methods to bring down the pharmacy were getting more malicious one after another.
Florence Huxley said disdainfully: "You all better think about what to do, after all, you’re about to go bankrupt!"
Indeed, without her, this pharmacy simply couldn’t run, it’s their fault for failing to recognize gems.
Keith Taylor scrutinized Ivy Kensington from head to toe, he chuckled: "Little beauty, if you’re willing to accompany me once, maybe I can have The Taylor Group invest in you."
Ivy Kensington hesitated for a moment, softly asking.