"I don't know either..."
"She doesn't want to fix her face anymore?"
The nurse shook her head innocently. "Dr. Standford, I don't know what the maniac is thinking, but she really has run away."
George Stanford was dazed for a long time, then let out a long sigh. "Ah..."
The nurse immediately changed the topic. "Dr. Standford, you should eat first; the dishes will get cold soon."
In the backyard, Minimus Hart was resting in her bedroom.
A maid suddenly knocked on the door. "Sister Minnie, may I come in?"
Minimus didn't even open her eyes. "Come in."
The maid sneaked in, closing the door behind her. She ran to the bedside and said flatteringly to Minimus, "Sister Minnie, I have some good news."
"What good news?" Minimus asked casually.
"The Young Master has gone to see Madam; he won't be back for a while."
Minimus scoffed. "I already knew that."
"Sister Minnie, your chance has come..."
Minimus slowly opened her eyes, her gaze cold. "What opportunity?"
