In the restaurant, not long had passed before the dishes were all served. Grace Thompson, excited, picked up her cup and took a sip.
Her eyes brightened after a sip.
Charlotte Thompson chuckled fondly and handed her a tissue.
Grace loved orange juice most. As she often put it, even the biggest problem would seem less significant after a glass of orange juice. If not, just have another glass.
All of her children were eating quietly. Charlotte watched them in satisfaction, seeing the joy in their eyes.
By the time they enjoyed this cozy time, the sky had already darkened completely. It was drizzling outside when they left the restaurant. Charlotte held an umbrella, herding the children into the car before driving home.
Her phone in her bag had been vibrating continuously, but she was completely unaware. A explosive piece of news was spreading across the internet like a virulent virus.