Butler Santana's heart was worried, afraid she might fall.
However, it's been over four months, so less worry is needed.
She hoped Jasmine Yale's mood would be better each day, so the child would grow healthy.
Bad moods have a significant impact on the child.
Outside, the sun was blazing.
It was the hottest time of the day, the scorching sun baked the earth, with white steam rising from the ground.
The sky was blue, and the leaves drooped like heads, listless and motionless.
Jasmine Yale wore a pair of black leather shoes and looked very spirited.
Although she wasn't wearing makeup, her bare face was charming and unique.
As soon as she went downstairs, she used a notebook to shield her head from the sun and looked around for Sylvan Cheney's car.
Found it!
Jasmine Yale walked over, and the driver had already opened the car door for her.
Sylvan Cheney was in a neat dark-colored shirt with a notebook on his lap.
"Good afternoon, President."
"Mm."
