Madam Moreland looked at the shopping bag in Amelia Clarke's hand, the smile on her face became a few degrees more genuine. She patted Amelia's hand and said, "Good child, you are thoughtful."
She then turned her head to Dorothy Brown and instructed, "Give the things to Old Zhang and have him put them in the car, so we don't forget them when we leave."
Dorothy Brown complied with an affirmative sound and took the shopping bag from Amelia's hand and left.
Old Master Moreland sat upright in the sofa, casting an inadvertent glance at the Chinese Chess box that was barely visible in the shopping bag. When he shifted his gaze away, it swept over Amelia's figure without a word, but his eyes undeniably held a trace of something more.
At the dining table.
Because the senior couple had come, Dorothy Brown cooked a few extra dishes.
