Aurora's POV
Flora is very persistent. She was dragged away from the door of the Plum Court countless times, but she always ran back by herself, just kneeling.
The old man sat on the sofa in the living room and told me urgently, "Old woman, you should go out and have a look."
I snorted, "Why don't you go?"
"I won’t..." he snorted. "Don't you know why I'm not going?"
I waved my hand. "Why?"
"Jacob was the one who made a mistake. We can't let innocent children bear the responsibility of their parents. She is in poor health. If something happens inside the Fischer's mansion, we will regret it."
I gave him a white look. "Okay, okay. I'll go.”
I got up and went out with some worries.
Flora, who has been kneeling for most of the day and looks pale, has a harmless smile on her face. "Grandma."
I stepped forward, "Flora, get up."