In a remote nursing home in Country W, there was commotion at this moment. Enna Clark had not yet entered when she heard a man's shouting, "Back off! Back off, do you hear me? If you come any closer, I'll jump!"
"Are you blind? Hurry and persuade him! What if something happens? Quickly call Enna, ask her when she is coming."
It was Juliet Jordan's voice.
"Yes! Make the call to that ungrateful daughter! Tell her to come, or else I'll jump!" Jacob Clark's voice was deep and furious.
Just at that moment, Enna Clark appeared on the rooftop with her indifferent, icy face, "I'm here, go ahead and jump."
"Enna!" Juliet Jordan, like a person in the desert who had found water, immediately rushed over.
In just one day's time, compared to yesterday, she looked like a completely different person.
She was a mess before but had no injuries on her body or face, but today, not only was she disheveled, her face and arms also bore clear and visible scars.
