She arranged for Antonio Easton and Ward to live together.
However, this was her first visit here.
Walking down the corridor, Nora Scott was looking for the room number along the way, but before she found it, she saw a mysterious figure outside a certain hospital room.
A girl in her early twenties, not very tall, wearing a white long down jacket, looking bulky like a penguin.
She was carrying several bags, leaning sneakily at the door, occasionally standing on tiptoes, occasionally crouching down, peeking inside through the gap, with her eyes probably glued to the door frame.
"What can you see?"
A melodious voice drifted from above her head with a question.
Eleanor Taylor muttered, "The gap's too narrow, I can't see anything."
"Oh."
A single word, lazily spoken, like the wind, fell softly into her ears.
Chilled her earlobes with a cold breeze.
"..."
Eleanor Taylor was suddenly speechless, stunned.
