Chapter 217

“Alright.” Zya pushed Nia along and headed to the southern corner.

They went there slightly later, so half of the sunlight was already blocked by the building. Nia held the pot and said, “Aunt Zya, the rose will die if it doesn’t get any sunlight.” “Is that so? But we’re late today. The sun has left.” “Aunt Zya, there still is sun downstairs.” Nia pointed at the garden below. “Let’s take the flower to get some sunlight.”

“Okay, then.” Zya nodded and pushed Nia toward the lift.

In the garden, Nia said to the rose, “Little rose, you have to quickly grow and blossom, because I want to get better soon.”

Zya smiled and comforted, “Nia, spring will be here soon. Your rose will grow up soon.” “Hmm. I believe so.” Nia nodded seriously. “Nia, it’s time. Let’s head back.” “Okay.” Nia hugged the pot tightly. Ysabelle had just come over from the parking lot when she heard someone called Nia. She looked over and saw Nia being pushed by Zya, coming over from the garden. She immediately walked over to them.

saw her and instinctively lowered her

to pretend to coincidentally

had the chance to drug Josiah, yet Meredith took advantage of it, Ysabelle was seething with hatred.

of the wheelchair, blocking them in

instinctively hugged the pot between her legs tighter. She looked up at Ysabelle. “Evil

call me?” Ysabelle saw how Nia protected the pot

Nia’s hand. “Let me tell you, little bastard. If it weren’t for you almost dying, I would have

Clang!

pot fell on the pebble path,

how the flower that she has been cherishing all this while smashed to piaes, and

bent down to pick up the flower while comforting Nia. “Nia, don’t worry, I’ll pick your flower up.” “Waaah…the flower has

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