An apple was already peeled, and Ariana Evans, no stranger to using a scalpel, managed to peel it in one seamless, continuous strip.
She placed the peeled apple on the fruit plate, ignoring her daughter's resentful eyes, stood up, and took hold of the wheelchair's handle, "Let's go, I'll take you back to your room to tidy up."
"Mom, there's no need…" Olivia Zane started, but suddenly realizing something, she stopped midway.
She initially wanted to mention that Nathan Moore's villa had plenty of clothes to change into, but it turned into, "Okay, I also need to change clothes."
"Yolanda, let the maid handle it, you've been tired all day." From the sofa, Julian Zane disapproved and as he moved the wheelchair, Ariana Evans looked at him and smiled, "No need, it's not hard work, I feel more relieved doing it as a mother."
"You're always so hard-working!" Julian sighed, and Ariana smiled as she pushed Olivia towards the elevator.
