"If it weren't for you picking up Ivy Grant, that kid might still be suffering at the Sawyer Clan's, so thank you! It was inconsiderate of me."
Aria Grant had just finished speaking when she realized, where were her own belongings? She had been in such a rush when she returned that she had no time to pack her luggage, and she had no idea if George Flack had brought those things back.
"Right, what about my stuff?" Aria Grant said while looking at the delicate pink lilies in front of her. Their fragrance was not at all aggressive, but it was so peacefully timeless.
At this moment, Ivy Grant was not here, and for a moment George Flack did not know how to respond. If he told the truth, would Aria Grant get angry with him?
"We've already brought your things back, both Ivy and I thought that since you've already returned, it would be inconvenient for you to go back and get them if they were left there!"