Chapter 152 You Are Not God (1/2)

Hiram held Rachel's hand and walked inside the room. ”Mom, Rachel bought these red bean cakes from your favorite shop.”

Joanna beckoned them closer and said kindly, ”You are so considerate. I have wanted to have these since days ago. I'm so happy you bought them for me.

God treats me so good. Now, not only do I have a good daughter, but a thoughtful daughter-in-law too! Hiram, I'm now content with my life.”

Joanna smiled gently, then took out a bag and said, ”Oh, Rachel! Here's a bag! Lydia bought this for you from America.”

Then she gave that fashionable bag to Rachel.

”Rachel, I don't know your taste, so I chose it on my own. If you're not satisfied with it, please don't mind.” Lydia looked at her with a poker face.

Hiram was about to say something, but Rachel beat him to it. With a calm expression, she said, ”Thank you so much! I like it.” Rachel took the bag from her and smiled naturally. She even appreciated the inside part of the bag with ease.

”But next time, don't buy this for me. Buy more things for our mother, since Hiram has already bought many bags for me.” She turned back deliberately and gave him a wink.

Surely enough, every time luxury bag brands had new arrivals, they would send a few to the Tulip Palace. All the new bags were stored in her cabinet.

The smile on Lydia's face froze. Shirley was right. Previously, she had underestimated Rachel, as she was a scheming woman indeed.

”Okay, now let's have dinner!” Joanna let the maid prepare dinner for them.

Rachel went upstairs with Hiram to put the bag in their room.

After entering the room, Hiram watched her casually put the bag inside a cabinet, then charge her phone without the slightest sign of turbulence on her face.

”During dinner, our mother might invite you to watch Lydia's show. Can you agree?”

He wanted to let her know beforehand. This might be Joanna's reason for inviting them to dinner in the first place.

Rachel glanced at him and said, ”I know. I'll definitely agree. I haven't seen a dance performance before. Come on, let's go downstairs before Mom has to call us again.”

She then held his big, warm hand and walked towards the door.