"But, the sacrifices you make shall not be in vain," spoke Mrs. Jenkins with a tone of conviction.

“As recompense, I can guarantee that your future shall be adorned with abundance. You shall reclaim your esteemed position as a member of the illustrious Jenkins family and the burdens of financial worries shall be lifted from your life forever," she assured Maria, her gaze fixed intently upon her.

A warm and benevolent smile graced her countenance, though behind that grandmotherly facade resided a formidable matriarch.

“Maria, I know you've always been a good girl. I trust that you will allow Barbara to emerge victorious for the betterment of the Jenkins family," Mrs. Jenkins declared, her words punctuated by a meaningful pause.

Barbara's countenance exhibited surprise as she absorbed every utterance that fell from Mrs. Jenkins' Lips.

Suddenly, an epiphany dawned upon Barbara's mind - she would need to acknowledge being defeated by Maria.

The next moment, Barbara realized there was no need to succumb to an excessive fixation on her failure. Mrs. Jenkins would undoubtedly talk Maria into withdrawing from the competition, ensuring that she would hold the esteemed title of champion,

In order to secure unwavering support from the Jenkins family, Barbara knew she would have to humble herself.

Nevertheless, the rewards would be worth the sacrifice.

“Please grant me this favor, dear Maria,“ Barbara pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation. "We are cousins. I am sure you will accede to my request. I vow to remain loyal and devoted to the Jenkins family, pledging my utmost dedication. If you choose to withdraw, I shall emerge as the ultimate victor. I swear to toil diligently and contribute tirelessly to the prosperity of the Jenkins family, as a token of my gratitude for your kindness," Barbara implored, her words brimming with earnestness.

Maria remained silent, withholding an immediate response.

Her gaze shifted inquisitively between Mrs. Jenkins and Barbara, contemplating their words and intentions.

Then, without uttering a single word, Maria took a step forward and gently placed her hand upon Barbara's heart.

Before Barbara could react, Maria spoke softly, “It is morally wrong to steal.”

“What? Nonsense!" Barbara retorted, her voice dripping with resentment.

She felt a mixture of shock and disorientation, her mind struggling to comprehend the situation.

Instinctively, Barbara began to back away from Maria, a sense of panic consuming her.

As a highly skilled grade-four pill alchemist, Barbara possessed proficiency in ancient martial arts.

However, Maria's swiftness and agility surpassed anything Barbara had witnessed before. She was unable to anticipate or counter Maria's movements.

A chill coursed down Barbara's spine, a profound fear gripping her as she realized that she would be defenseless against any potential attack trom Maria.

The mere thought terrified her.

“Maria, how dare you? Tell me, what has Barbara stolen?" Mrs. Jenkins thundered with anger, her eyes burning with fury as she stared up at Maria.

Barbara had regained her composure.

“Tell me, Maria, what have I stolen? Do you suggest I have stolen the formula of Styx Pill from you? You have gravely misjudged me!" Barbara shouted in defiance.