Louis stayed at the mart for a full 24 hours, but he didn’t notice anything unusual.

Meanwhile, at the Sterling villa.

Shawn went out early in the morning and brought milk from a farmer their family knew from a long time. Uzza stopped Shawn at the entrance and checked the milk.

She couldn’t see the nanobots like Benjamin could, so she had to taste the milk to check for their presence.

After verifying its purity, Uzza let him bring the milk cans into the villa. “What’s this all about?” Shawn asked her.

“I’m just checking the fat of the milk, that’s all,” Uzza told him. “My daughter wants me to make some sweets, so the milk needs to be of a certain standard. Packet milk is worthless, but this milk isn’t bad.”

“It’s worth twenty dollars,” Shawn said. “Packet milk costs only fourteen dollars. Still, I bought raw milk because my mom doesn’t use processed milk, even if it has decent fat content in it.”

“Well, during processing they mix a lot of chemicals for longer shelf life and other thin