Chapter 175

Mrs. Brown's companions agreed with her, saying, "How embarrassing! We should keep our distance from her so that no one sees us and thinks we're with her! "She even dares to bring those pickles here!" After taking a deep breath, I was about to speak when a beautiful woman wearing sunglasses and striking red lipstick approached the table. She glanced at the pickles on the table and asked the front desk, "Did you just receive these pickles? Can you send some to my room at dinner? My mom has been recovering here for a while, and lately, she has found that most pickled foods are not tasty enough to go with her meals." The receptionist working at the front desk said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Klein, but these aren't our pickles. They were brought from the countryside by this lady." The woman turned to Mrs. Cylon in surprise. "These were brought from the countryside? That means they're authentic and handmade, right?" Revealing a shy smile, Mrs. Cylon said, "Yes, they're handmade. They were natur