She sighed.
Maxwell drove the car, planning to return home and come back in the evening, but after leaving the nursing home, he suddenly stopped the car.
Violet Taylor was startled, "What's the matter?"
Then, following Maxwell's gaze, she saw the car that belonged to Amelia Charlie parked at the entrance of the nursing home.
Violet Taylor frowned.
She opened the car door, got out, and walked slowly to Amelia Charlie's car.
Through the glass window, she could see Amelia Charlie sitting in the driver's seat, her head currently resting on the steering wheel as though she had fallen asleep.
Violet Taylor knocked on the car window.
Amelia Charlie woke up startled, turned her head, and upon seeing Violet Taylor, scrunched up her brows, then belatedly opened the window, her eyes coldly fixing on her.
Amelia Charlie was always like this, her face filled with hostility, bristling with thorns all over.
