From Ivan Petrov's ambiguous words, Amelia heard that Tyler Davis's face might be scarred, but she didn't ask for more details!
But Tyler Davis was indeed injured on his face, how could she just sit idly by and say a hundred words of pity, instead of doing something practical!
In her previous life, after being pushed down by Ava Ramirez and ruining her face, Tyler Davis once went to ask for this ointment, so Amelia knew roughly about this Mrs. Taylor and asked Noah Foster to inquire about it!
But at that time, she had already been brainwashed by Dylan Grant and didn't believe Tyler Davis at all. She trampled the ointment that Tyler Davis had worked hard to obtain into a mess!
In this life, she came to ask for this ointment and gave it to Tyler Davis. It is really a turn of events, and the debt of gratitude also has to be repaid!
The problem is that the ointment that Tyler Davis would go to seek in his previous life must be a good thing. She has to find it for Tyler Davis and get rid of the scars on his face.
Since she was reborn, Tyler Davis's disfigurement cannot be the same as in her previous life. Even if it is the same, she will make it different!
...
The next morning, Noah Foster's leave request was approved, and he immediately pulled Amelia and left.
Noah Foster, who had just walked out of the school gate, was as happy as a prisoner who had been imprisoned for several years and suddenly given a chance to go out. He was almost elated!
"Hey, I haven't been out for a long time. The air outside is a bit clearer!"
Amelia chuckled at his words, "Everyone move aside, Miss Li is going out."
"Hahaha!" Noah Foster bent over and laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
This time, Amelia didn't take a taxi or anything, but got in the car sent by the Foster family with Noah Foster.
Noah Foster knew that Amelia was looking for someone, and he had arranged it long ago!
Speaking of which, Amelia never inquired about the situation of the Foster family. With the car they were riding in, the Foster family was probably not an ordinary family.
But Amelia didn't have any inferiority complex. Since she recognized Noah Foster as a friend, whether she was a royal princess or a street orphan, she was just a friend to Amelia.
Just like Tyler Davis, if Amelia likes him, she deserves him!
Two girls were chatting and laughing all the way, and Amelia seemed very happy, talking more than usual.
"Miss, we're here!" the driver said.
Noah Foster pulled Amelia out of the car quickly and they followed the Foster family members towards their destination.
"This is it!" said one of the Foster family members.
"Are you sure?" Noah Foster asked doubtfully.
"Miss, we're sure it's here!" the Foster family member replied confidently.
Noah Foster raised an eyebrow as she looked at the old, rundown building in front of her. It looked like an old Beijing mansion, but in a relatively dilapidated condition! The two shaky wooden doors were sure to creak if opened, and the fact that the house was still standing in the third ring road of A city was a miracle.
At least, Noah Foster had never seen anything like it before. She waved her hand at the Foster family members, "Alright, alright, you guys step back. What if they see you and don't let us in because you're so tall and big!"
Amelia took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Soon, a boy of about twelve or thirteen opened the door and peered outside with a cautious look.
When he saw Amelia's face, his guarded look froze and he opened his mouth in surprise. He had never seen such a beautiful person before.
"Are you a fairy?" the boy asked, but then he felt something was wrong and pretended to cough a couple of times, looking like a little adult. "Who are you looking for?"
Amelia took a step forward and smiled gently at the boy, "Don't be afraid, little one. We're not bad people. I'm here to see Grandma Taylor."
Although the boy hesitated a little, he did not open the door and let them in. He asked, "What do you want with Grandma? Don't come and see her every day. She's sick!"
Noah Foster didn't have the patience to deal with a child's ramblings. She pushed Amelia aside and took a few steps forward, looking proud and arrogant. "Hey, kid, we're looking for someone. Hurry up and let us in."
"Bang!" The door slammed shut, shaking off some dust from the impact.
"... " Noah Foster was stunned.
She had eaten a mouthful of dust!
Noah Foster's forehead twitched. She was always the one bullying others, but when did a little kid start to get in her face?
"Ah, I'm so angry! I'm going to teach that brat a lesson!"
Immediately they were about to rush up and knock on the door. The two members of the Foster family looked embarrassed, knowing that they couldn't stop Miss Noah Foster once she got angry. Amelia gently pulled Noah Foster's sleeve and managed to drag him back from his rage.
"Noah Foster, don't act impulsively. We came here today with a request," she said.
Noah Foster's entire demeanor suddenly softened, but his pretty eyes couldn't help glaring fiercely at the wooden door, as if he could bore a hole through it with his gaze. The Foster family members looked on in admiration at Amelia, who was able to calm their Miss Noah down. They made a mental note to remember this and report back to their family.
Amelia gently knocked on the door again. "Little one, we mean no harm. If you don't want to open the door, can you help your sister call for Taylor Grandma?"
After a moment of silence, a voice inside asked, "Are you here to tear down our house?"
Amelia was taken aback and her voice softened even more. "No, I just need some ointment from Taylor Grandma."
There was no reply from inside the door for a long time, but Amelia remained patient and waited calmly.
After a while, the door creaked open a crack and the little boy from before peeked out, asking nervously, "Are you really not bad people?"
Amelia shook her head and smiled, and the boy finally opened the door.
"Thank you. Can you take us to see Taylor Grandma?" Amelia crouched down and asked the boy.
The boy gave Noah Foster a resentful look and wrinkled his brow. "Fine, but promise not to make Grandma angry."
The boy led Noah Foster and Amelia to one of the rooms. If it weren't for him, they wouldn't have known which room Taylor Grandma lived in among the dozen or so rooms in the estate.
The boy opened a door and tiptoed inside, turning on the light. "Grandma, there's a pretty lady here to see you."
Noah Foster looked at the old woman lying on the bed and sucked in a breath of cold air.
The woman was extremely thin, with just skin and bones left. She was already half-dead, lying in bed looking a little lifeless and covered with a layer of deathly aura. She looked terrifying, as if she was already halfway to the grave.