Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 1063 - 291: It’s exhilarating to abuse the dregs for a moment, but amputation is needed!_3

Chapter 1063: 291: It's exhilarating to abuse the dregs for a moment, but amputation is needed!_3

Sabrina Sabir picked only the best-looking fruits.

In her mind, she had no interest in fruits that had sat for a while and were no longer fresh.

Isla Astir frowned subtly.

It wasn't that she minded her aunt taking some fruits, but she found her eating habits distasteful.

It'd be fine if she took a few fruits, but she only chose the best, leaving behind only the less-than-fresh ones or those not-so-appealing one.

Luckily, they were just relatives, without the need to see each other every day. If that weren't the case, she would find it unbearable!

Seeing his wife being so greedy and picking so much fruit, Edward Armstrong also felt somewhat embarrassed and finally attempted a gentle reminder, "Alright, alright! George doesn't often come home, and there are only three of us in our household; we can't finish too much."

Sabrina gave him a contemptuous look, "What do you even know! George is coming home today, why can't he take some back to his dorm room?"

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Mrs. Astir placated them with a laugh, "No worries, take more. It's a waste if we can't finish them, as we bought them all with hard-earned money."

Sabrina chuckled, "Indeed indeed, wastefulness is shameful!"

Sabrina happily took a pile of fruit then looked at Isla Astir, "Isla, you drove here, right?"

"Yeah." Isla Astir nodded.

Completely at home, Sabrina promptly offered, "Well, you can drive me back home first so I can put these fruits in the fridge. Your mom can handle the discharge procedure alone."

Isla Astir found herself in a difficult position upon hearing this.

Mrs. Astir chimed in, "Isla, you go and drop your aunt off at home. I can handle the discharge procedure alone."

"Exactly, we'll be back in no time anyway." Sabrina added.

Feeling helpless, Isla Astir had no choice but to agree. She picked up her car keys and drove Sabrina home.

Sabrina took seven or eight fruit baskets, "Isla, can you help me carry two?"

Isla Astir took over the fruit baskets.

Just two, she could manage just a few.

Sabrina chuckled, "Ah, Isla, you really know how to take advantage. You even managed to get free fruits! Do you know how expensive apples and mangoes, let alone pineapples are these days!"

Isla Astir just smiled and didn't respond.

Sabrina continued, "These fruits are already delivered for free, for sure you didn't have to pay for your father's hospitalization as well, right?"

She had already inquired. The cost of the VIP ward was thirteen thousand a night.

Though Isla Astir was earning over a million a year, she would not willingly spend it on a VIP room for William Astir.

Before Isla Astir could reply, Sabrina looked her way and hastily cut in, "Isla, one of my relatives back home is sick and wants to get treatment in Capital City, but there aren't any available rooms in the hospitals here. Could you ask your friend to arrange a VIP ward?"

After all, Isla Astir didn't need to pay; her friend could foot the bill.

Most of Isla Astir's acquaintances must be wealthy; a matter of ten or twenty thousand was probably nothing to them.

Isla Astir turned a saying, "Aunt Sabrina, it's simple. If your relative wants a VIP ward, they can always have one. They don't need any connections or favors. All they have to do is prepay a week's fee at the reception."

"What I meant was…" Sabrina started to phrase her words carefully.

Isla Astir laughed, "You mean you want my friend to pay the fee?"

"Exactly, exactly!" Sabrina immediately lit up with a smile, "Sharp people are truly sharp. Ah, Isla, talking to you is so refreshing! No wonder you're a comic artist!"

Isla Astir continued, "But Aunt Sabrina, my friend isn't a philanthropist!"

Her implication was apparent at this point.

Sabrina suddenly fell silent.

Sigh!

Rich people can be so stingy!

Still, Sabrina didn't take offense. When she said that, she was only trying her luck. If Isla Astir agreed, wouldn't it be a major bargain?

"Ah Isla, you earn so much money from drawing comics, why not teach your cousin too?"

Isla Astir sighed in resignation, "That depends on whether she is interested or not. If she is, I can introduce her to some platforms and editors. As for the rest, I can't teach her!"

How could she teach something like that?

Sabrina frowned subtly.

Stingy!

Uncharitable!

Anyone who makes a fortune suddenly would even neglect kinship.

Adopted children never grow on you, no matter how well you raise them!

They soon reached the underground parking lot.

Isla Astir opened the trunk, placed the fruit baskets inside.

Then she got into the front passenger seat, drove out of the parking lot, and stopped; Sabrina pulled open the car door and got in.

Isla Astir was a novice driver, so she drove slowly.