Madam Moreland didn't mind, and with a chuckle, said, "I haven't seen you and my dear great-grandchildren for many days now; I came to see you today, never expecting you to be out. It's fine, we can hang up now; knowing you're on your way back is enough."
A little over ten minutes later.
The car drove into Courtyard No.8 of South Hill Villa and turned off the engine in the driveway in front of the entrance.
Many flowers in the courtyard were in bloom, and a subtle fragrance wafted through the air.
Apparently hearing the sound of the car, the three elderly people came out to welcome them, with the most sprightly Madam Moreland leading the way.
"Amelia, come to grandma and let me take a look at you. It's been quite a few days—how come you've lost weight? Brown said you had a good appetite, didn't she?"
"Amelia has three children in her belly now. No matter how much she eats, it's never enough for them to absorb; poor my Amelia..." Emily Collins said with concern.
