Zoe Bell waited for seven or eight minutes before Director Hall came back.
She looked troubled, "Zoe, I'm really sorry, but there are no extra beds in the home. Your leg makes it difficult for you to move around, and you can't stay with the children—I'm afraid they might disturb you."
"It's okay, I'll stay in a hotel."
"How can that be..." Director Hall hurried to stop her, "Zoe, tell me honestly, what exactly happened between you and Mr. Hale?"
"It's nothing, living together, there's bound to be some friction."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zoe Bell's phone vibrated. While packing her luggage, she turned on the speakerphone.
"Miss?"
"Nanny Parker, what's the matter?"
"The sir asked me to pack up your things."
"..." Zoe Bell's face looked a bit awkward.
"Aside from clothes, you also have trophies here, do you want them all?"
"Everything."
