"Could Camila Walker really be that good, shielding her sister-in-law from bullets? Didn't she use to wish for her sister-in-law's death? Like the time she was poisoned!"
"What… Camila, Camila is hurt?" Angela Reid widened her pupils, a flicker of pain crossing the bottoms of her eyes.
She turned her head and looked at Graham Berkeley, questioning him with her gaze.
Seeing his wife's urgency, Graham Berkeley sighed and soothed her, "Camila is fine, the doctor said she's woken up, the bullet went through her shoulder, it's nothing serious."
Upon hearing this, Angela Reid breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she suddenly looked up again, "And Emily Walker? Is she hurt?"
Graham Berkeley shook his head, "Emily is fine, she's not injured."
While they were talking, the room door was pushed open, and Emily Walker came in with a maid carrying lunch.
Seeing Angela Reid awake, she was a bit surprised and also somewhat excited.
"Mom! You're awake!"
