While Amanda Jenkins was still in a daze, Yvonne Gough had already taken the juice from the servant's hand and personally handed it to Amanda.
"Try it, it's juice made from fruits my friend sent over from Maldava, it's very sweet."
Amanda was somewhat unaccustomed to Yvonne's friendliness.
She smiled uncomfortably, took the glass, and sipped gently.
Why suddenly so kind-hearted?
Could it be poisoned in the juice?
Yvonne tenderly took Amanda's hand and patted it gently, "Was New York fun? Did you go see the Statue of Liberty? Did you take any photos? Show them to me."
Listening to Yvonne's tender voice, Amanda felt goosebumps all over her body.
She smiled awkwardly, withdrew her hand from Yvonne's, and holding the cup in both hands, she casually replied, "Didn't take photos, nothing interesting."
At that moment, Gavin Jenkins came downstairs.
Seeing her father, Amanda quickly put down the cup and stood up, "Dad..."
