Emma Smith didn't speak, just sorting through this "dirt" with a blank expression that betrayed no emotions.
...
At Nanyang First Hospital, in the intensive care unit.
Daniel Thompson was lying in a hospital bed, enjoying the comfortable life brought by caregivers.
One caregiver was giving him a massage, another was cleaning the room, while another was feeding him.
All three caregivers looked after him like servants.
Daniel Thompson had a beaming smile and looked completely at ease.
"If I had known that getting along with Ivy would bring me such good days, I wouldn't have fought with her in the first place."
Daniel Thompson reflected while lying on his back.
He had been at odds with his daughter for so long, people said he had a screw loose, and now it seemed they were right all along.
How could he not believe in his own daughter and instead trust the words of a fortune teller, to go and favor an adopted daughter?
