Lilia heard Harold's words and gradually stopped walking. Jean also slowed down following her movements.
At the entrance to the parking lot, the two drivers sent by Grandpa Kaleb noticed their arrival and hurried toward them.
As soon as Harold explained the matter, Lilia's face paled as she pursed her lips again and hung up the phone.
Mellisa and Leonard looked at each other, the two of them approached with confused faces and asked in low voices, "What is wrong?"
Lilia raised her face to look at them and shook her head calmly. "It's okay."
Mellisa's eyes still looked doubtful. "Is it true?"
When Mellisa thought of asking a few more questions, the driver who had come to pick them up was already right in front of them.
One of the drivers, the older one, ran as soon as he saw Mellisa. "Miss Mellisa, Miss Lilia, sorry we're late. There's a traffic jam on the road and it took us a long time to get here."
