Who would have thought that the daughter they were just talking about would suddenly appear in the resting room with Mrs. Chen?
"Here, Raelle, you can sit down here," said Mrs. Chen. "I'll send something for you to drink."
"Can I get some juice please?" asked Raelle.
The way she asked even if Mrs. Chen had the thought of refusing wouldn't be able to do it. Not like she was planning on refusing her anyway. There was actually nothing really special about the way she asked for the juice. She just blinked her blank eyes at her that looked like bottomless pits and kept the tips of her lips curled up slightly and the tone of her voice was flat but still pleasant to hear.
"Of course," said Mrs. Chen. "By the way, are you okay here? How about I show you to a guest room and you lie down for a while?"
